Cataracts And Smoking Pot

fefecchi @ 2010-12-28T21: 31:00

Yesterday was Christmas. I spent all afternoon at my grandmother and since I had nothing to do, I watched TV, which is odd, really. Rai 2. They gave Tarzan, was a must watch, did not do it for some time. ù-ù After White was Berny, I watched only for the 'Albatross Airlines

. xD I love that scene! Finally, there was one of those new movies ... What was it? Tinker Bell? Well, 'I have not looked, I thumbed through the magazines my grandmother ... were Bell'Europa? I do not remember.
When I got home I wanted to watch my beloved box of beauty and the beast (as I watched Today, MEH) but instead wanted to look at my inception, because the other night, fell asleep mid movie (actually it is a lie to say that they did not understand anything * flap * So we do not have even later). I saw him again gladly.
After dinner I was obliged to see the Sorcerer's Apprentice, and I did not like. ... I wanted to see ratatouille. c-c I think that these holidays will be very Disney MODE: ON .


I want Tacchan
back. Now. Miki-san, thank goodness you saved us.

My Bmi Is 25, Am I Fat?

is a story saaaaaai

How I paid for attending the Jump Festa ...

Ten more years of Bleach. That is, ten years of torture will be weekly. I will have twenty-seven.
Twenty-seven years, what the hell. E 'already so six get there, but ... the plot?'s already put this lily in some places, what will happen in ten years ...! Taito, save the characters. And I know that if Kubo says ten years, the actual time will be minimal at least twice. I can already see the scene: I am sitting in front of the fireplace with my grandchildren in her arms saying, "Ah! I, when I was young, I started reading when he was only half Bleach Hueco Mundo arc ...!" And they stared, for it is like talking about the prehistoric ...

... something.

Tanning Andbrazillain Waxing

The Night Chronicle

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                CHAPTER 4



CASE NIGHTMARES DREAMS ..... E.

quell'urna gave up trying to focus on my new life in Bridgeport.Apparentemente
seemed feasible or at least I thought ... I believe it because despite everything we must always move forward.
the days passed, the sun took turns at the moon as well as the day or night, in the end I almost forgot that ornament on the table of soggiorno.Lo left them gathering dust waiting to be ready to discover a hypothetical " , Pandora's box " Meanwhile, my life went on quite smoothly adapts and noticed with surprise that the "presence" that constantly hovered around me the first day seemed fed up and eventually was gone.
Who knows ....
It was dawn on Wednesday and I returned from my tired notturno.Parcheggia turn the bike in the driveway and in the distance I noticed that another house was almost close to my teriminata \u0026lt;accidents as they do in a hurry!-Thought as you enter the keys in a lock, uh-uh I feel air coming close ..>. propio And in fact it was so: I saw a dart ford mustang, powerful and low resting on large wheels and secure home and in front of the window Tinted car failed to glimpse who was driving the car. \u0026lt;Poco -pensai- l'importante matter is that there are now only a seccarmi> we were missing a large family with little children lagnanti to complete the picture>. It I know to be shy and reserved is a characteristic of my being that I love and that keeps me out of guai.Chiudendo the door behind me I looked around breathing in the air and then not having anything else to do for the time spent in the kitchen, grabbed a beer and sandwich, down in the basement with the aim to laze all day on the ground throwing letto.Mi stripped his uniform and a concendendomi some freedom (and freedom) I decided to stay in the slip; addentai between the sandwich and a sip of beer and the other I ended terminai.Anche beer and so decided to take a nap.
noise disturbed my riposo.Non know the steps or the shots that were given to work on the bar next door .. I frequently turning in bed trying to isolate it from the sounds molesti.Poi everything was silent I was only the ticking of the company 'clock on the wall that marked the slow, inexorable passing minute .... They began
damn noise and with a pillow to cover my head as I tried to isolate myself from the pain in the ass.
Silence ....
. .. Tock .. tick ... tick tock ... the clock ......

The bottle on the table winced as touched by a hand ... I turned dalla'ltra part sound asleep ..
once again moved the bottle and this time the shot was much more violent of the 'rest so that the bottle had moved an inch from his place.
was turning me on ..
Mine was a restless sleep ..
again ..
D 'sudden the bottle was thrown hard against the wall, smashing the thousand fragments of glass and the glass broke at the moment when I snapped out of bed, panting in the dark.
I missed the air and trying to hold back with bold steps being careful stepped do not put your feet on the glass; nell'accendere the light of the room I looked in the direction of the bed and that was when I saw the presence ..
not showed completely and to be honest it was like a black shadow sfuggente.Scomparve in the moment I laid eyes on her.

\u0026lt;MALEDIZIONE!!BASTA PACE!> LET ME IN.

I yelled trying to dispose of the fear and anxiety. Then I looked around and picked it up without losing time all the pieces and poured them into a busta.Guardai the clock had just five in the afternoon, I put the jeans and T-shirt and the bag in his hand went back upstairs also because being holed up down the air began to get in front pesante.Passai ballot box and in that I decided to make moemento finita.Nervoso for the incident opened the door and went out to toss the envelope with what remained of the bottle and it was then that I saw ....





was a disarming beauty theorized his age while watching the race .. His skin was pale white and characterized its incarnato.Snella agile and headed toward the house that I saw behind the rise mia.I trees a few meters from his deep blue eyes of a kidnapped me as I passed gave me a sguardo.Le His lips were perfect, and those piercing propio in the same position where I had left perplesso.La followed with his eyes until it disappeared in returning casa.Non but I know that my face reminded me qualcosa.Dentro, now in my mind not only harbored anger but also some interest in that girl in an instant I had made him forget tutto.Era strange, since troppo.Rimasi them to think a little bit more ...



sighed and closed my eyes for a moment that seemed a long eternità.L 'fresh air caressing my face and turn brown, advancing slowly gave me a little pace.Riapriì of eyes rested once again on that little 'Oh please do anything stupid sentimentality there is no time for love idiot - I thought as he returned home to the devil-now or ever again or might as well throw it back where' You took> me and so I said closing the door I walked to the urn. Before approaching completely stared at a distance and tried a little hesitant to themselves that nothing would have happened if I had opened.





then decided I approached the table and took his hands in the urn known as the surface was rough, marked by the time I realized I also did not weigh all as I thought, this meant that there were in the ashes of some defunto.Sempre in my hands began to shake and theorized on contenuto.Pensieroso and even abducted by curiosity I knelt near the table and with his right hand while I held firm the lid with his left hand began to rotate the inferiore.Con a bit of strength he felt the click of the lid that came from driving and suddenly stood up to an inch, I put it on the glass surface of the table and slipped dentro.Le my right hand fingers bumped a material that looks very similar to the seized paper and pulling out I realized that I have in my hands a pergamena.La quality of the paper was very valuable even though it was yellowed by the passage of time also this parchment was rolled siggillata a stamp with a strange coat of wax on wax was hot embossed image of a double-headed eagle and winged spiegate.Posai the parchment on the table again and slipped his hand in the urn, made some impression, but after all was fatto.Le my fingers touched the bottom and then grabbed a steel cord; cacciai urn clenched fist and calling it I was surprised from what I saw: a thin silver necklace that had attacked a ciodolo.Questo pendant was made by a guide in silver I think, because the light reflected was very intense, circular in which, in turn, there was inserted a 5-pointed star inside a circle with the star rovesciata.Questo recalled the symbolic figure of the pentagram and it was embellished in every curve and corner of the small diamonds neri.Inoltre the center of the pentagram was drawn there by a tiny white diamonds inverted cross. \u0026lt;Not absurd as two symbols so different from each other were merged to create this gioiello> thought carefully observing the pendant,





then after a moment's pause confused by that object passed to examine the pergamena.Era rolled up on itself and decided to break up gently the seal of black wax and a little pressure this pezzettini.Dispiegai completely shatters into the parchment and saw that inside it was not written onulla opening but slipped two pictures that upset me ..

was the same ... the same.





I slumped on the floor, completely relaxed and pain in my eyes an ancient raffiorava with tears and my soul was filled with sadness .. I stood motionless for a
adosservarle belp not knowing what to do so out of habit I looked like the back of second photo, and here I found this sentence:

"Quod tu es ego fui, quod ego sum et eris you. Alexander "That

calligraphy of a sudden I entered the chest like a sharp knife and it was then that I realized the familiar signature ..
I was familiar with the Latin in its great concern because Jack was done in four standomi behind me night and day and teaching me everything I know now, all this to say that it was not difficult for me to interpret the meaning of that phrase.
\u0026lt;What you are, too, you came from, what I am, you too will be - repeating this sentence I got up and walked pearl room sank into my memories intently scans looking for something that could help me with those photos and that signature-No. .. no .. ahh>. It was then that I was seized with a sudden illness and knelt again, it was then that I realized that the damn was larava osservava.Mi there with me and I felt bad I missed the air and heard a noise in my ears and screams mixed scrap metal. \u0026lt;What the fuck you want from me, I shouted again and stronger - or see them go to hell! >. The pain stopped suddenly and I felt the chaos around me suddenly disappeared. I tried to recover and put everything in order, went to the window I noticed that while out at night as a mantle had copertoil landscape transformed completely, took the urn and all its contents, and declined again in the basement I need to know to understand ..
I put everything on the table with care and out of my room I walked to the corner where entertainment every night I stopped playing at the computer or reading. I turned on the laptop and began searching.





It took me quite a while before finding some useful information about the cathedral and at the end after most of the evening at the computer and after almost 10 cigarettes smoked, I found a useful clue to understand something more ... This Gothic cathedral in Germany was precisely in the city Dresden .....





I do not remember about it, I toured Europe extensively with Jack, but in Germany do not know why we never went ..







Visibly confused I decided to turn off the pc also because a strong headache began to annoy me badly. I left everything there and went thirsty to drink a glass of water was night and the next day I had to report to work even relatively presto.Sorseggiando fresh water and thinking about what happened so far I looked out the window.





\u0026lt;E 'rather gloomy this night, and I thought as I watched the moon still do not know how I thought he saw a human figure-out what the heck ..>
That phrase mori So on my labbra.Non know how to react and if what I was seeing was real .....






stood there motionless and all around a cloud of fog around him, his eyes I petrified my heart increased its pace and once the adrenaline was rampant in my vene.Rimasi blocked them look at that 'be who in turn looked at me with his brown eyes with his fist and sangue.Strinsi altramano clutching the glass continued to observe it and that was when a horrible voice echoed in my mind ..

"I will not rest until you're still alive" ... At that moment while I went against different sensations that being a hint of a dissolving GIGN disappeared in the fog that slowly I circled the valley .. angry and tired and a little I admit I was scared because that meant one thing: I had to come to terms with my past, which also was not at all nervous and chiaro.Stancchezza my limbs shook so much that I finally let go of worn out on the bed hoping to find rest in sleep.





had a dream I was dreaming ... but it was real .... darn
A surreal landscape ....
A cathedral ....






We wandered around watching .... The sun shone
little ....
eyes ........ I look ....





Escape ... escape ... .. But where I feel trapped in that bleak landscape where the sun with its rays distorted light
an impressive building and a pale sky and white ... there she is still watching me





"I turn around constantly in bed

This time, once again I see her .. . .. Nerea





My hand is extended toward her ... I want to stroke her cheek pale to speak but I can not move ...
She looks at me a little bit more then her figure disappears showing an altar ....






's all so strange ... I fear .. I look around but there is nothing more than the darkness.
That light that expands on that 'altar slowly change and everything becomes blood-red ...
Even with that book that star ..





narrows even more light beam to illuminate his only book that I open before our eyes ...
His blank pages slowly fill up with letters like crazy move in any direction ..
Then make my name above which will slowly complete a family tree.
I can not focus but suddenly two names stand out among others, "Alexander" and "Constance" surrounded by blood ....

A heartrending cry and makes me take everything disappears in front of me ..
Dark ...
A scream even louder .....
me tearing apart the soul ...

The alarm sounded that tore my mind on my dream too strange ...
What was I supposed to do? Remember everything but I just need to decide what to do ..
I spent all day working on dafarsi to think and then decided to finally take the reins dlla my life ....


........." Principles in lost, lost in lost in disciplines
Decisions

I feel like a puppet, of a growing
decadence

I don't want to be a hero, for a
fucking moment

and the truth remains unspoken

in a sentence of lies

the influence will be broken
in an uninspired life

lost in advised opinions, lost in fixed
hopes

lost in idols, lost in phantasies
lost in perfect bodies and in simple
melodies

and the truth remains unspoken
in a sentence of lies"......................

Different Between Defib And Synchronize

♪ "My children will haves chirdren by them!"

raining ice! That is, ice snow!
short, until it melts, nothing puciacca. Yay. Post really not serious. I have nothing to tell, but I want to upgrade. For example, today I boiled coffee and I could not drink it. Robe of nails.
Ah, since immediately after the match with the Alexanders is the recruitment for the Dream Team I could not resist: I went through. xD It's not that the world cup is better than the rest, but since we are all, But all the characters ... aw, are fantastic. ;___; Not to mention the alliances Hiruma, Agon, Agon-Gaou (step of hours to laugh, really EAR), Yamato-Gaou so on.
Then I found the first real, frightening and I hope only hint yaoi (?) Of the manga. But most likely it is I who have hormone-stoner. ( You see that is fake-cut, eh?
)
ShinSenaYamato ROTFL. (But not)
Ok, is the proximity of the holidays that makes me say this shit.

Semen On Wood Flooring

Tityrus! Tityrus! All That Glitters

Fuck, Cicero! Today we started Virgil. * ^ * * The only person on this earth to fangherlare on him *
After all maybe I went to Dublin (which by the way is not in England, eh). I mean, I do not know, my people said that this year will not go there because Mary does not know one chip only (?) And that this would be my last time because I have the exam next year. Very true, but all my classmates go to Boston, or at least all that I have with me on vacation. CAC Going to Boston will not even consider, although I would like, cavolaccio. \u0026lt;3 Meh
, but at least Dani is not going anywhere. This will force the Chinese to eat at least once a week, poor man. If only I had a driver's license! Then I would go every day. \u0026lt;3 This reminds me that I still sixteen. For another four days. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUU-
Ah, interesting. My sister (the largest) has a boyfriend. Nothing strange up here. It 's a good boy, studious, friendly, polite and he knows how to cook! What kind. A little 'time ago it turned out that following some' manga, including Bleach. Chapters spoiler, even! I thought it was strange that three sisters chose the only one who hates this kind of thing. xD Anyway, last night he came to dinner, and at one point says: "Later on I'll show you an internet site where you can read all the manga you want blinkeyes * * : DDD "I wanted to tell him that I know enough, but it seemed so enthusiastic that it would be a disappointment to say no. In fact he showed me a site with scans Italian EAR (hasta after the team had closed its doors I had not taken the trouble to look for another, she was). Then we started reading Welcome to our
EXECUTION before us, while saying things like: "What a bore these pieces, as they are boring! Never fight! "There was a nice pat-pat of sympathy (?), Because you can not say a thing, but I did not know if my sister would appreciated. excited because I have to part with Mary, I never talk to anyone about Bleach. Every time I come to lunch / dinner in some way the discussion comes to us forever. xD (much to my disapproval of her mother mutters: "Bah! Japanese!")
And last night that makes me a bad back. MEH, but I have an excuse to use the massage cushion: it is fantastic. *-* But the relief did not last long. .___.

Today is a beautiful day outside. There is chilly, but the sky is blue and the light is fantastic. *___* E 'of a those few days when I would say, "Aw, what a beautiful sun." even if tomorrow and after tomorrow will come the final blow, I am very relaxed right now ...

Brazilian To English Translation

Actually IS gold. Racine

There is no doubt. These are the notes I took today (translated into Italian just for you \u0026lt;3):





Phedre [Phaedra?]
is the second wife of Theseus

(the hero killed the Minotaur
)
, sister of Ariadne and then

daughter of Minos and Pasiphae

(mother of the Minotaur). Theseus was already married to the Queen of the Amazons, by whom he had a son Hippolytus. Hippolytus Phaedra falls in love with love at first sight (revenge of Venus) ---> INCEST! (Argument of the bloody tragedy, symbolic) Ippolito does not return, nothing happens.
Hippolytus loves Aricia, which belongs to a family that was killed by Theseus. It was consecrated to Venus, but he violated his vow.
Anxiety is the speaker ---> Phèdre learns that Hippolytus is in love with the other, appears angry, then it hurts because it has more power over him.



The last part makes no sense I forgot to write and who dies. However, the French theater is very different from that of England. No offense, sigghior William. * Flap * But Racine is bad. Oh, Monsieur the Lecteur want to prepare for the DELF. Cute, huh, I did not have enough to do for the FCE, MEH ... Then, let's see. I read three books in three weeks. Uh, it's a lot I do not do things like that, but recently I AU ~ assuefazioneeee cause. I read the most beautiful, I just have to wait for updates to the CAC (or someone advice me another par-w-). Eeeeh enough, promises a tremendous week, along with THAT BLOODY MATTER WHICH I CAN NOT EVEN SPEAK GOOD HERE. I returned much to Julia (and I'm glad COC), but I have not yet said anything. Among the know, and I said what I had already imagined alone. The others do not understand. MEH. Ah, but I say, you saw the video of Hurricane? Yes? No? Well, 'I only saw one and I think I just censored for the rest of my days. And I love Tite Kubo.

Eroded Cervix Can This Affect Getting Pregnant

looking beautiful.

Indeed in the last post seems to me to be jealous of Sam because I want to rub Frodo. Oh no, I was not referring to them. * Glomp * Today I had the test of English, I offered in Italian (from 11 October that prepared me for ERA, OLD GOAT whore!) And asked me in French. Luckily, I had already given in chemistry, eh. MEH. Then the other day in physical education lessons we did Caribbean dances. With males. Roll only to the memory. * E * trollface guess what? Yes, I was with him. Nah, nothing special, I spent all the time laughing, he was, well, 'a bit' ... hard at first, then began to complain and blah blah. But why be so intractable? MEH. It 's over which we have spent two hours behind urlarci (
"GAAAH, GO TIME!" "WE ARE THERE!" "NO THAT THERE ARE!" "But I want to play soccer CAC 'A MEANS LONGER Broomsticks' PROFIT FOR YOU! "
). Not that I give a damn dance, but the teacher puts the votes in January. Or maybe he said it as a joke, I have no idea ... Be ', in the end we had fun. *-*


not know, this piece is moving. I love this part by older brother Ichigo. And hidden behind Yuzu and Karin that he clenches his fists in his pants ...

I have seen all the preview of the future of video and Hurricane, yum, I fangherlato all evening ... Can not have nearly forty years, can not. OAO
am very period in 30 Seconds to Mars, eh already. \u0026lt;3

Proto Scooter Wheeles

Fuera de la peninsula! (?)

I said that I would go to the streets to protest, but my advantage to have intelligence advised to take a day off tonic. Do not have a point, but what is the point a student strike, then? Bah.

I had a relapse with heavy Burimyu. It's not my fault, I'm learning how to make gif with Movie Maker / Photoshop, Code 003 and I literally begged

use.
So I saw that, a bit 'backstage at the event and the 002. Ah, good times, too bad they changed the cast, I'm afraid it will never be the same as before. ;___;

1. Set your mp3 player or Windows Media Player to "random play" 2. For each question press "next" 3. Use the song title in response, although it makes no sense. Without cheating!
4. Comment on the effect of the response.
WHAT YOU ARE DOING RIGHT NOW? This is War - 30 Seconds to Mars (Actually I'm at home to fuck, but you see, eh.)
how you feel today?
Time is Running Out - Muse (But I'm very quiet.)


WHAT 'YOUR LIFE IN THIS PERIOD?
Over - Evans Blue (Nah, one month and a half ago, yes)
WHAT IS WAITING FOR YOU TOMORROW?
Shy - Sonata Arctica (MEH)
YOU HAVE PLANNED FOR THIS WEEKEND?
Who wants to live forever? - Queen (At least I'll live, OHOH)


WHAT 'S YOUR LIFESTYLE?
Fluorescent Adolescent - Arctic Monkeys (* it chokes with laughter *)

WHAT 'S YOUR MORE' BIG SECRET? I Belong to You - Muse (Be ', seen from a certain point of view ...)


What is your relationship with your family? Cosmic Love - Florence and the Machine (WTF?)
WITH YOUR FRIENDS?
Life is a Flower - Ace of Base (Ah-aha?)

with the opposite sex?
Thanks for the Memories - Fall Out Boy (Ah.-aha ..? WITH WORLD?
Do not Stop Me Now - Queen (Seh)
WHAT 'YOUR LOVE LIFE NOW? Neutron Star Collision (Love is Forever) - Muse (ROTFLMAO!)


HOW WILL 'TOMORROW?
Bad Romance - Lady Gaga (Aizen! uh-la-la?) people, secret will Erised?
Always - Blink 182 (What kind of idiotic question is that?)

What was your childhood?
Heartbeats - Groove (A little ', perhaps)
THIS AND THE DAYS OF HIGH SCHOOL?
Other Side - Red Hot Chili Peppers (A little 'a bit')
WHAT 'THE SONG TO FIT YOUR BEST FRIEND? Hysteria - Muse (ABSOLUTELY YES ')
WHAT' THE SONG OF YOUR WORST ENEMY?
Stand by Me - Ben King (Long live the random h)
WHAT 'The Most' BEAUTY OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Dreaming Wide Awake - Poets of the Fall (Truly abbianavo to another person)



AS YOU CONSIDER YOUR FAMILY?
Fearless - Falling Up (Eh?) FRIENDS?
First Date - Danko Jones (But I consider a lamb OAO)

the opposite sex?
Rock and Roll All Nite - Kiss (see above) THE WORLD? Zombie - The Cranberries (Oh yes)
AS YOU SEE IT? We Are Golden - Mika (* facepalm *) WHAT 'YOUR PERSONALITY'?
Day Tripper - The Beatles (Meh)
YOUR PHILOSOPHY OF LIFE?
Narcotic - Liquido (Ma ma ma PECKS THAT JUST ONE!)
as a guide?
Twist and Shout - The Beatles (OMG IS 'YES' YES '* rolls)

your ideal type? Storm - Lifehouse (Aww \u0026lt;3) A truck
SE TI offered a sweet,
What would you do? Dani California - Red Hot Chili Peppers (Here was The Trooper XD)
THE CRAZY TO THE BUS STOP IT SAYS: Alejandro
- Lady Gaga (FERDINANDOOOOO ROBERTOOOOO ANACLETOOOOOOOOO)
you get married?
Lovers Japan - Coldplay (I'll take it for a yes * A *)
RING THAT SONG 'AT YOUR WEDDING?
Girls, Be Ambitious - Miyavi (I could see a double meaning, no?)
will have children?
Iris - Goo Goo Dolls (?)
WHERE TO GET IN YOUR LIFE?
Should I Stay or Should I Go? - The Clash (very explanatory reply)
YOU A HAPPY LIFE?
The Show Must Go On - Queen (Um, fifty-fifty?
HOW CAN I BE HAPPY?
Paradise City - Guns 'n' Roses (Aww, seeeeeeeeh \u0026lt;3)
HOW TO DIE?
No Clouds in the Blue Heavens - RMB Live Bankai Code: 002 (A trick for your ass! THIS 'AN OUTLET FOR THE ASS!)
And with this I swear I will not ever again. Never again!


... Kokoroooooooo Shizuka niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Lalalààààà lalalalalalàààààà-drag * the * way * Trona back after seeing the pictures spoiler * AH! AH! ISHIHIME FTW!

How To Get Rid Of Skin Indentations

The Night Chronicle

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           CHAPTER 3


The dark essence

All 'alba I came home exhausted from that' experience incredibile.Di Who was that voice? Who allowed me to collect that object mysterious? thousand questions crowding my mind already proven and physical unfortunately affected.






entering I placed the object on the table and absolutely quiet sank on the sofa, I began to look more care and attention
trying to figure it out but my part rational was already gone by the wayside. I was too preoccupied by the events, moreover, had just been 24 hours since my arrival in Bridgeport and had already been hit by emotions and events that I did not imagine that it has closed lontanamente.Credevo with that phase of my life and instead I was sitting in the living room quell'urna constantly looking (because he had propio form) without knowing what to do and how reagire.Mi flashed to mind the idea to open it and see what was inside scared but decided to keep them as any ornament hoping that someday my mind generated a decent idea.







A sudden headache then I did surrender ... I fell asleep almost immediately fell into a restless sleep ....




- Winter Heinrich Himmler -









was the most frightening and vicious. The head of the clan of the immense colony of vampires that for centuries dominated the city of Teutonic origin Bridgeport.Di has reigned for centuries, imposing its will by violence and ferocity. After having betrayed the expectations of his father and his peers in faraway Germany and have caused a rupture with the old original of his clan decided to leave and followed by a few metropoli.Da then landed in a crescendo of violence and guilty of murder without a hit until the city Alxander Myers tired of the continuing problems caused by Heinrich coming to Bridgeport he tried in vain to calm the young and rebellious vampire but could not, in fact, too, Alexander guard of the original clan, perished under the bloody hands of the ferocious Heinrich .........


watched the bike speeding away heard the sound across the valley to vanish with the dawn .. \u0026lt;Maledizione!!>
trying to reason then cried about what had just happened.







muscles contracts made his face even more terrible and his anger grew more and piu.Gli left little to be done for the night so he decided to kill and eat saziandosi umano.Poi bloodlust with the first flashes of light the sun ran away from luce.Ma before going back into the valley where the unnamed cottage quietly welcomed the threat of the past.







He looked long at home ruminating on what happened, then a timid ray of sun touched his figure and he recoiled in pain and discomfort waiting for this unexpected burn everything heals quickly.







were risking too much waiting for them to stop any cenno.Metteva his life in danger but had been blocked from her thoughts and a fear of the unknown prevented any intrapendere iniziativa.Poi gave a last look thoughtful and using his powers have not yet been completely undermined by the sun returned to rest in its crypt.







It was a cold and wet but especially buio.Li felt safe and despite its small force in disposizione.Era the kingdom of pain and blood and fed constantly repeating every night his sacred ritual: the lifeblood of a master umano.Non be a place because it was never his uncontrollable thirst has always satisfied her craving with enthusiasm; her instincts have never cheated and he would not even now that he knew of the existence of that threat ... .. Roscoe Alexander reminded him ... he knew that there was a link between the two indestructible and had to come up with something for Roscoe eliminate so that we can preserve its control over the city.







Heinrich looked around trying to reason and find a solution to the land that problema.A old book covered in cobwebs caught his eye ..







the book was snatched from the hands of Alexander before ucciderlo.Era the secret book containing the history of the clan of vampires from the beginning of world.and model, a line to follow on from generation to generation that had passed from father to son and now after having killed a guardian of the secrets was finally finished in hand sua.Heinrich Roscoe knew how he had managed to forget everything but the memories do not just delete the was enough and we had tried to turn his dull flame of life and the punitive expedition in place long ago at the end had proved inconclusive.







Now he comes back a new opportunity: eliminating Roscoe could merge the two clans, the old and new, giving himself the opportunity through the hereditary line of being able to unify and control the most great clan mondo.Ma arose another problem as well as Roscoe: urna.Retaggio the damn familiar? possible because the ancestors of Alexander had American origins but who and what Roscoe had addressed them and had allowed him to get back to that 'object? He had more resources had been Heinrich sedensosi so tired of the gray marble catafalque lingered a little longer ..







the late Heinrich let go lay completely naked on the cold stone, closed his eyes, blood red, her tongue came out of stealth again timidly from his hiding to steal a few small drops of dried blood on his lips







then retired disappearing into her mouth and a grin on his face was born and the sun was already high in the sky bully. ....

..... I the Lord of Darkness,
I need the comfort of the shadows and the darkness of the night
am ...
The light from the sun is my mortal enemy
,
But all this will change.
Tonight is the sun go down for the last time.
will never again give it a sunrise !!....



.........



era una figura ---- ... Alexander sconosciuta a Roscoe ... Quella voce non era la sua non fu lui a far riemergere del passato dalle Nebbie source 'urna. In effetti ha ricordi Roscoe Confusi e ricorda il suo passato con Fatica .... ----

source 'urna immobile sul tavolino, odor di sigarette Spente air, familiar voices in my head ... I ringiro convulsively in bed, clench the sheets ... I'm sweating and my breathing is getting stronger ...... It 's dark and cold are only vague seeking shelter in the woods ... I feel this' constant presence hovering over me and all of a sudden lightning shows me with horror the figure of a being disconnected terrificante.Due red eyes open in front of me suddenly and You stare at me ... and I look closer .... A horrible and bloody face smiling at me, a young man opens his arms to me .. Its sharp teeth and his mouth covered with blood .... You are about to attack me ...--- I wake I know it's a dream but I can not! ---... Scream when a paletto trafigge quest'orribile figura e questa mi si mostra a me dolorante e sorridente.Un rimbombo del tuono e quegli occhi rossi non ci sono piu c'è solo una mano e un viso amico che mi aiutano ad alzarmi....Apro gli occhi pieni di lacrime e mi metto a sedere nel letto con la faccia di Jack stampata nella mente.Mi accendo una sigaretta per cercare di dimenticare quell 'incubo.Salendo per le scale mi accorgo dell'arrivo di un temporale,torno a sedermi sul divano osservando l'urna mentre i lampi pian piano si avvicinano accompagnati dal brontolio del tuono e il sole del pomeriggio si nasconde dietro nuvole nere.

                                                                                               

 

Side Effects Of Ginseng Oolong Tea

The Night Chronicle

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    CHAPTER 2


DAILY LIFE

An imperceptible electrical hum, footsteps and a voice from fanciullo.Calpestio of grass and then nothing .. . The house is beautiful but the walls seem cardboard I thought as I was turning a little longer enjoying the warmth of letto.Poi turned on the bedside light curious about the time and I realized I had slept for the entire giornata.Una Joint pain and boredom grin appeared on my face and I ributtai down under the covers, as when I was little, still giving me a few minut the

Then finally and reluctantly decided to get up, I came here \u0026lt;cavolo where you live and continue to dormire??> the night I sat up in bed thinking about what I could do to start 20 of Saturday then I remembered that you have a stomach protested inquadrai and now in my mind the bag with the need to eat at least one sera.Seduto on the bed I thought of those items but my stomach won out and so I got up.

I climbed the stairs and went straight into the bag, I had a few things, taken at the end of the toast and jam from just frigo.Il see the misery and disruption that almost made me pass the appetite \u0026lt;potevi also do some shopping testone!>. chided me prepare the toast but then put the jam in the fridge and got a plate place the dish where I sat cominciami and eating.








After the "dinner" I decided to order placing the dish in the dishwasher-well-a perfect man of the house and while fiddling with the thought 'I decided to stop appliance . \u0026lt;Oh porc**!!!Ma but you can just touch something here that you rompe!> . Fermatasi the dishwasher so I went willingly to repair and clean the lagoon in the meantime had been created in the kitchen.




\u0026lt;Eh that hard work oh!!>




then abandoned the role of the perfect fool troublemaker decided to return to me and so I started looking out the window to watch the sky and observing the moon appear timid in the clouds I remembered a line from an old poem that has always fascinated me ...





I always carry with me these few lines, I do not know why, but they are part of the few things that make my memoria.Pensandoci the moonlight I can now say that after Jack died, I remember little or niente.E 'is so strange but I do not remember anything ... In fact there is something more than the comfort that jack I won for 7 years: I do not know what to call it but it's like inside I had a 'shadow or rather a burden primarily because of anger but also another which currently do not know that definition to ....\u0026lt; ... You're inviting and luminous pale faciulla but you're just a distant satellite chest for people like me who sometimes indulges in trivial romances .....>, oh yes I love the solitude, but now I'm given propio esagerando.Bene I get bored in the house and everything around is silent and empty I decided to try to look out, nightlife, so I climb out of the house on my bike in search of alcohol ops of life and why not even fun.




The crisp air of evening caresses her hard and masculine traits of my facial (narcissist) \u0026lt;Tzè> silly language, turning the throttle and I give myself a bit of speed so as to let me get some adrenaline from knowing that a little later the thrill of speed was nothing compared to the feelings that I have pierced the soul then ... The suburbs gave way to a city bright as day but most of all alive.



I chose the sign over the bar eccentico "the dark cellar," I stopped the bike and got out. Busily Obviously people walking around and joking around in small groups or waiting at the cinema to see the last horror masterpiece, couples and more. So a normal metropolis full of life



I breathed deeply and shook off the torpor of the bed; observed entering the building with the sign of the local menu of the evening I waited for the elevator and entering a strange sensation: a hissing sound accompanied by a shiver crossed my back putting a certain anxiety on him.



arrived downstairs I smell a mixture of normal and peaceful environment accolse.Un but terribly empty out the lift my eyes rested on the wide range of alcohol on the shelf behind the counter and on the girl busy cleaning bicchieri.Mi greeted with a smile and gave me the impression of waiting for a while.




Sitting at the bar I remembered that I did not drink absinthe for a lifetime and all 'I suddenly I climbed a tremendous desire to drink a whole jug.




So a little embarrassed I turned to the girl: \u0026lt;Hello you absinthe? - The girl said, smiling - but drink some absinthe is so pure you prefer to try the old-fashioned version created by me? - I said, smiling - may cause problems? - She laughed heartily and, taking the bottle and turning the glass right answer - naa quiet you do not do anything if you can not stand up to you can turn your head>. I did not dare respond to provocation, as I had already made it quite ridiculous so I just laughed along with her and observe her movimenti.Dopo handed me a little glass on the counter and I watched intrigued by the color of the liquid, a clear green and not dark as you use to serve solito.Mah watered or not I hastened eagerly to drink the liquid hypnotic and my tongue broke out in a triupudio flavors.



\u0026lt;So stranger - Roscoe-call, I said, Roscoe-well what are you doing here? - I watched with interest the girl, anxious to know, and to escape for a while from the humdrum evening Vigil in which no one wanted to have a feast at least in his bar. \u0026lt;I moved here for work ...- girl without a name - the unfinished sentence ending smiles and she burst out with an air-Xantia my name and if you go so you do not offer anything beyond a glass of water ! - Said with a smile I replied, amused auks snapping back the language and thought that by now the ice was broken and I could support at least for this evening a healthy conversation without going crazy with voices and strange noises and maybe feel crazy. \u0026lt;What do you do if I asked ..- xantia curious and I said - I can not divulge private information to strangers - slowly lowered his eyes, but I can humbly say that I work for the government ..- she nodded, cleaning the glass aware that request is legitimate, but to a certain Xantia punto.Dopo a short silence said: \u0026lt;Well you see I have this small cellar converted into a bar, I moved here about two years and I must say that really is a city full of life! - I looked up from the glass half-empty - oh really? looks like a funeral where the hell happened to all?>. I pretended to protest, and she jumped at the fun and comical that phrase \u0026lt;well know that mine is not the only place and that there are many other much more refined and relevant information to me which is usually full, but tonight I do not know why it is the opposite ..- sigh and said he decided to send to hell with the niceties pours his drink bottle also extending to my glass-you can drink more than absinthe?-asked me amused - I answered, smiling sister-versa ....





- voiceover:-So you came back ... You are not enough the last time I thought ... have you taken away, but from what I can see your fiber is stronger .. Strange ... but I was sure to have worked well ...--



The air became suddenly heavy and do not know why I felt strano.Non know how to explain it as if someone was breathing on propio my neck and also felt terribly osservato.C 'me with them was something I was sure, something that was waiting, I was studying, I felt the presence and I am sure of what I say in that' moment was crossed by conflicting feelings: anger pain revenge.



was so strong this' energy separately accused the coup, and I felt like I was beaten well and grew in me a strong sense of solutidine and pain .. \u0026lt;Roscoe Hey are you okay? Xantia-churches are worried -... hmmm ... I'm sorry ...- I leaned my head on the bar almost closed like a clam so that that presence was sucking away my energy. I admit I was scared but I felt too much anger ..



\u0026lt;Just have to go hell! - Roscoe hey ..!!! - Xantia and I screamed in pain I was already set up and I had put the pennies on the counter - Xantia forgive me .. I have to go>. Ran via the elevator at the exact moment when the eyes of the girl staring at me damn worried yet a different voice spoke to me: \u0026lt;on the hill .... run .... the moon .. is reflected in the lake ..> devil yet! Sferrai punched in the panel of the lift with all the anger I had in the palace corpo.Uscendo hits the shoulder of a stranger with indifference and I avoided having discussions inutili.Saliì Accell shooting on the bike and feeling the engine roar beneath me sfrecciai fast through the streets lit up leaving that place became an instant caotico.Speravo to me that the speed and the wind had driven malaise, do not deny that I felt that everything was back to normal, but unfortunately I realized that even the sound of my bike was clear that persistent voice asked me to find that damn lago.Vagai aimlessly tired and angry and then I saw a road sign that warned me of ' lago.Al approach of darkness and the faint light you can not read what c'eea written but now I turned onto the road after a while I stopped the motion under a lamp post and decided to continue to walk it up that hill . The noises of the night and the silence of my family turned out, I arrived to a half-open gate and around trees and fog accompanied me to destinazione.L 'impact it had on me was contrasting the vision: peace on the one hand have a deep fear of the other, and I crouched down placing a hand on the ground as if to draw energy and then after a while I looked up ... It was perfect and beautiful in its pallor, the intriguing moon was reflected in the pond brimming with water lilies.








Was everything I needed for that sera.Non I never asked because I have always preferred the silence enjoy the chatter of people, I never given an explanation about what I liked and preferred basta.Avevo a special gift which I had never given importance: I could only feel alive in the silence the night the day I got tired, bored me, and then all those voices that feel .. I've never seen talked to anyone about this and I often say that this could be due to some allucinazione.Non I explained even paralysis night, the figures that I saw in my room at night in short, for me it was all a figment of my mente.Fino that day was my mind but then turning to look at the more I realized I was not crazy and you're right but above all to feel special ...
They were like balls floating in the air and read, but never moves from the point in which they appeared ..



Dancing in the surrounding air leaving a trail lumnosa.Non never changed to and their light was so sweet and avvolgente.Era a wonderful vision from which I could not take his sguardo.Poi full of curiosity, I got up but I was transfixed by that voice that echoed in my ears \u0026lt;I Who are you come here ... seize the gift accept it, and make good use ... not deny who you are ...... - What? what the hell you want from me? - I yelled at notte.Nel when my screaming dispersed in 'Air I knelt and a group of crows cawing flew away, circling the ball closer to me almost on my skin and let me take that object hidden under the' thick grass.



I could not Apiro to what it was he had an odd shape and the object was not so much pesante.Sulla surface scratches and a former membership in a language morta.Appena picked up the object present, as that was, I thanked him and the ball disappeared nebbia.Con gently as the oject in hand I returned on my steps, it was almost dawn now, and while I was down the hill I turned dinuovo to the lake and was at that moment a scream tore traveled and inhuman 's abbassare.Correndo air making me instinctively came to the bike and I arranged them the object in the bag as the sun rose and the moon disappeared I decided to leave but before I looked again the star looking in vain for a response to everything that I had so far success .....




"So now you feel all the pain .....
're not human after all, Just go backwards, just do not try to feign "....




.. "I try to escape from my own bad dreams

But a voice tells me, hey! You're not human! "