Under Cold Light

A hall filled with flowers.

Family gathered, friends arriving, neighbors appearing who never came before. It should feel like a celebration—yet the air is heavy, the light dim, and the cold will not leave his bones.



He searches for his coat, calls to his wife, nods to his mother, tries to greet the guests. No one answers. No one seems to see him. Still, he tells himself it is only the awkward beginning of a birthday gathering, that soon the mood will lift as it always has.



But something is wrong. Conversations blur, familiar faces seem distant, and the music that suddenly rises is far too solemn for a party. Then a man steps forward, raises his hands, and addresses the room with words that freeze everything into clarity.



Under Cold Light is a haunting short novel about memory, illusion, and the fragile line between life and what lies beyond. Told with quiet intensity, it leads the reader through unease and denial toward a chilling revelation—and a final, unexpected peace.



For readers of psychological and existential fiction, this is a story that lingers in the mind long after the last page.



Autor: Henrik Mains | Jahrgang 1959



Henrik Mains entdeckt in seinen Geschichten die feinen Linien zwischen Wirklichkeit und Vorstellung. Er schreibt fiktive Kurzgeschichten, die Alt und Jung gleichermaßen fesseln – mal mit leiser Poesie, mal mit spannender Dramatik.



Historische Bezüge fließen dabei ebenso in seine Texte ein wie alltägliche Beobachtungen, die er mit erzählerischer Fantasie zu lebendigen Welten verwebt.



Seine Leser schätzen besonders die Mischung aus Tiefe, Atmosphäre und leicht zugänglicher Sprache.