France, 1944. As the Allies land on the shores of Normandy, an unlikely friendship strikes up between Levi Ackerman, a widowed French Jew, and Eren Jäger, a deeply-in-the-closet lieutenant in the German Wehrmacht. The two deal with love, loss, digni...
DISCLAIMER – Levi does not celebrate holidays in a traditional way, because he didn't grow up with those traditions. He learned by watching others celebrate: a ritual, a prayer, an act he half-remembers seeing others doing. He has never set foot inside a Jewish synagogue. So especially with all the details that go into High Holy Days, he either can't do it (he has no shofar) or he does not recall that part. He is grasping at a religion he was not raised in, and which was dangerous to celebrate at this time.
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Eren walked a few blocks west to the Esplanade. The long gardens, only slightly touched by war with a few broken statues, stretched toward the water, with barracks, an arsenal, and a fort to the south; shops, a school, and the city courthouse to the north; a rare green corridor in a city designed to hold out against invading armies. There were still people milling about the flowering gardens even this late at night, soldiers enjoying a few moments of peace while they still could.
Eren walked over to one of the gardens, leaned over, and picked up two smooth stones. He shoved them deep into his pocket and continued on his way, with his heels clipping along the red brick path.
At the far end of the Esplanade, mirrored sets of stairs led down to a plaza where three fountains sprayed in a small pond, and the rim of the gardens made a quaint little bridge overarching it. Standing by the fountains, immovable in the drizzling rain, he saw a small figure in a black trench coat and wool flat cap. Eren casually walked up to Levi and moved the umbrella to cover him.
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"Took you long enough," grumbled Levi.
"I was taking my time. I thought it would be a challenge for you to get out of there."
He scoffed. "Oh, je t'en prie! Who do you think you're talking to?"
Eren chuckled, proud to know just how capable Levi was.
They turned and walked across the street, past another garden, and to the canal. Here, the Moselle was diverted to run through the city. Across the way was an island, Île du Saulcy, and on the western bank was the Old Powder Works.
