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It's Over [Cinema Bizarre]

Title : It's Over
Author : hikari_guren
Pairing : None
Rating : Safe, G
Genre : One-shot, Music FF, Bad Ending Written with
: It's Over - Cinema Bizarre
Note: I know, now you are freed from time, but I just had to write something about it. I have not followed much, but I've always liked. To hell if you are a copy of Tokio Hotel, or if 50% are gay, I have always sensed something in their music. I cried the whole time while writing and listening to the song, because I love to hurt me.
Dedicated to: Cinema Bizarre thank them for the emotions that have given us \u0026lt;3

C INEM Bizarre - It's Over


was started so , perhaps as a game or as a pastime.
Five guys with totally different interests, but with a common passion: music. It was as if the guitar
Yu shouted his feelings that he could not express in words, it was as if the battery Shin beat the rhythm of his heart, strong and decided it was as if the low Kiro caressing the notes, making them scroll and join the other was as if the keyboard Rom3o it all, making the song unique in its own way, and finally, it was as if his voice scratchy Strify keeps turning in his head even if I was not their biggest fan. Because in the end the chorus you clung to the sides of the brain and decided not to come off, bringing the end to hear about all the other songs and say "But not bad at the bottom." At first you seemed
the draft of Tokio Hotel, which had taken advantage of the success of the latter to favor his own, but after a while 'you realize that they have nothing to equal the part of German origin.

"Do not go wastin 'time on somethin' else
If you lose me now, I'll lose myself
Hey it's just you and me now
Hey it's just you and me now"

Days go by and with the passage of time admit that maybe - a little - you like. I mean, listen to their songs a couple of times a day and take a ride on their myspace to check the news. Buy the first magazines to be unlucky because there is an interview with them or serve them with an attached poster. The laws, ironic smile to the phrases from which your eyes can not come off. Do you think the end is not so much failures, but I still prefer another type of musical genre. In the CD store, a day comes to hand you their latest CD also contains bonus tracks. Since you have nothing to lose and you have the afternoon free, you decide to listen and then buy it. Throughout the album there is in particular a song about you and that you like, you feel the rhythm that beats in the blood and the singer's voice invites you to sing. Sure what you're doing you print the lyrics and pass a good part of the day trying to learn to be able to sing in the shower or when you have not shot this song in my ears. Slowly walk to listen to them all day and the only site you visit on the Internet is the profile of one of them to control every second whether online or not. Clogging his folder with messages of appreciation and encouragement, maybe even love if you lost your head for that boy. If you go to any newsstand and get their pictures do not hesitate to buy it, you subscribe to their official website to get previews of all their new business, also decided to get an account on the forum to discuss with the other girls. And in the end you realize that you like, now you're a fan, you know all the lyrics by heart and can not help but listen at least three times a day. The only thing you want for your birthday and find someone in the group in a gift package, so that we can do whatever you want. Unfortunately, but better than nothing, you get a ticket to go to a concert in Germany. Do not believe me, you cry, you might get married with that piece of paper because you have made life a paradise. Forget the rest, do the countdown of days before the concert and while doing exactly the same things they do. Shin's shoes are blue? If your are white, the colors of blue with a marker. Yu has made a tattoo on his arm? Get the trattopen and we'll do the same, hovering over the glue to make it last longer. You are hopeless, now the Cinema Bizarre have taken possession of your brain. Two days before the show you your bags, by itself, no worries because you know your destination well. Get a little money from his wallet and a few bottle of water, grab the CD and the jacket. Arriving at the entrance, hoping that no one is, but already there is a row absurd. Puffs, you sit there and wait to tomorrow, a group of girls approaching you and asking you to like being a member of the Cinema. Smiled and say his name, blushing a bit '. Although they smile and nod, listing all the good qualities of the boy. They sit next to you and eventually make friends, as if you knew all along. Talk about everything, anything, make you compliments for the tattoo, but you admit that you did with trattopen and not with the ink. They laugh, have fun and consider you one of them. For a moment you feel yourself part of the family, you feel happy.
When the man security guard opens the door entrance, you feel faint. Take the ticket, scream, run as hard as possible to place right in front of the stage. And you'll make it, see it straight in the eye. The music goes in a circle, see them live is your drug, and only you would use your voice to sing their songs. Minute by minute, second after second, bring the hand to Strify and he smiles, tight. And you might faint, cry, do not wash his hand for centuries. When finished, satisfied, try to talk with your new friends, but you see them cry like fountains. You shrug, you probably will be as happy as you.
"Thank you for your support, your encouragement and your love. This last will live forever in our hearts. Stay Bizarre! "
Last? You heard right? No, do not believe it and we laugh over and you are absolutely convinced that it's all fucked up. But then when you see the tears bathe even the face of the five boys, yield.

"You are circulating in my system
takin 'over my transmission
circulating in my system
Destroying me and all my visions"

"Strify, it's okay"
Strify shook his head, still with the tears that blurred vision. I do not want to believe .. that would not be the last live with the rest of the group. Yu went to hug him tight as only he could do, and then finally followed Kiro Rom3o. Shin was in a corner, still in shock, with the drumsticks narrow between the palms. The broke, dropping them on the ground together with a small puddle of tears that had formed a few minutes before. See the work of the group, all the effort and love that we had put fly away from their hands like sand had definitely split in half.

"I Still Have These pictures of you here
How can all I feel turn into fear
Hey it's just you and me now
I Said hey it's just you and me now"

All five boys settled down tools in the truck and shut the door firmly white. It would probably be the last time that they would do together. With a smile but his lips contracted with pain, they said goodbye with a wave of his hand. Different ways, opposing interests. However, the music was the only golden thread that united them closely. Maybe the thread was too light and fine, so he had split.
Unfortunately, those scenes could not argue and be left out, it was so hard to go that way.
"We stay in touch"
If you were promised, and surely all of us would have tried hard to keep the promise.
had to be strong not to cry, not to give in to pain, to find a new way to do.
And you know it, that would have happened sooner or later. However, just when did you come ... it's all gone. However, continue to listen to their songs, shouting in your head, to buy all the posters and gadgets that remained to them.
not end up throwing away those five guys and the memories you have with them, if you ever capiterà di guardare una foto di uno di loro dirai: "Oh, è quello dei Cinema Bizarre!" Per te saranno sempre insieme. Per sempre.
Alla fine, per te, forse... It's not really over

Spero vi sia piaciuta almeno un po'. Remember, Stay Bizarre!

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KAT-TUN Bye bye!

My interest for KAT-TUN is half-gone. 
And this hurts me, because I really loved them for about three years, and now it seems that I thrown these years away.
The reasons? I'm tired of seeing their smiles and hearing their laughs, too fake. When you see a pic, you don't see KAT-TUN. The only guys you see are Kame and Jin. ALWAYS. Lately the other members are singing more than the usual, why? Because there isn't Jin with them... so who sings (besides Kazuya)?
KAT-TUN are so beautiful, so shiny, so perfect, but too pathetic at the same time. Same style, same songs, same image. And I'm tired of all this stuff. FTW, why Akanishi went to America and left the other 5 guys go on like lost kittens? (Well, "lost" is too big. They can sing well even without Jin.) Maybe he's an egoist who thinks too much of himself. I hate people like that.
If I have to describe KAT-TUN, I'll just draw five little robots. Five because Jin is a single artist, little because they're still young, and robots because they don't write a single song for themself.
Think about it, they just sing.
When I read that a certain person wrote Bokura No Machi De (also my fav song), I was shocked. I really really really tought that they did it.
K•T-TUN can't do what they want, sing the songs they like, dance in that way, because the PRESIDENT doesn't want it. It's boring when you have to do what he wants.
And thinking about the time when I was a little stupid fan girl, who shouted "OMG UEDA YOU'RE SOOOO AMAZING I LOVE YOU EVUVUVHRBWSICGRD!!" everytime, I laugh. I really loved him, with all my heart.
But now, if I see him, the only thing I think is "Waah, they made a perfect work with photoshop!".
And please, I do not want comments like "YOU SHUT UP, AND MINE IS HIS FANTASTIC KAME AND JIN IS FUCKING HOTTTT. Got it? Sorry for my bad
Inglese, beacuse I'm italian and italian girls are stupid.

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Chapter 19 - Someone to fight for

Chapter 19

someone to fight for

"Where are you going?"
Kerielle brisk walk, as his strength would allow, along the corridors of the palace, again directly to the cells where Uriordin was locked up.
knew that DECT was following, and do not hinder them.
could not help but put one foot in front of the other hard, trying to counter the hatred felt towards the necromancer to try, to the curse which was capable of.
were now many inhabitants of the fortress that had been awakened at that hour of the night, refusing to go back to sleep you were looking out from the rooms of servitude, watching the two Eternals with tension and a bit 'mistrust. It was not often that an Eternal should spend so much time as he had done Kerielle Palace in those days, staying beyond the time of the meetings before the sovereign.
was not frequent, however, that the king was missing from Palace for so long.
While descending the stairs of the Tower Guard, a torch in his right hand just taken the ring frame on the wall, Kerielle thought he must expect a summons from the king at any moment.
The moist air of the underground crushed, heavy and putrid. The permanence of the prisoner had become more stiff and painful, after their first encounter. However Kerielle believed it was still too little for what Uriordin deserved.
Tighten the lids and leads one to restore calm to no avail. The memory of mental Tladis screams, screams that his throat had not had the power to issue even more, tormented Kerielle from the time the change was over. She too had seen the plot of the spell, she had felt sucked into the reality of nightmare in which Uriordn had forced the girl's mind, had seen his eyes, staring in horror.
"Kerielle"
"Do not kill him, if that's what matters. Do not give up Tladis deserve martial process. "
" Would you deign to listen to me? We were not impulsive enough today? "
Kerielle turned to face him, even daring to suggest that an alternative existed. "You were there in that room. Uriordin had already under its control. Injury or not, Tladis had no chance to free herself. Even with the change, we have saved by a hair. "
" Damn, if you did not want to listen first, you do now! "
Turn your back to the Lord, Kerielle was already broken when he was suddenly jerk back and in the blink of an eye had his arms at the sides of the face DECT, it locks against the cold stone.
"I'm listening," she agreed, remembering the girl who had been waking up after the change, the anger that had eaten even when she suspected that what they were told only lies. "Then you blow away dala my sight."
"The boy's twin Tladis is not dead."
"What?"
"Runeel was killed. The nephew who lived with them has been deported from the people of Jagarax. "In the tone in which Dect went, there was all his frustration at not being able to prevent it.
"deported to the coast?"
Dect nodded. "Runeel wanted to save the boys, but the creatures of Jagarax were too many, until it's my tiahan . Now the two boys are at home. "
Kerielle bit his lip, wondering if you could be constantly close to death - almost his mistress - and find out on the edge, every time you came to know of the death of a friend.
Runeel was dead. One less person who might find Tladis upon awakening, a bond unless he could give her the strength to go forward.
"You said that the twin Tladis is alive ... in such conditions?"
"Jagarax has enjoyed it immensely with him, if that's what you want to know, but his condition is less serious than those of her sister, did not require extreme care. I can not say the same of others. "
" The Riahna ... "
" If you survive, will probably remain disabled, health is compromised. I am not the mind and the power, fortunately. "
" I'm conscious? "
" No. It takes a long time before it's time to tell them the truth. But they will live. Remember and want to know Tladis. When the daughter of Aeris will recover, you'll be ready to make your student? "
" Are you here to tell me that they are not suitable for training? "
"I know your value, Kerielle, but I'm worried about you. You have taken this decision to forgive yourself? "
Kerielle shooting brought his left hand to the neck of DECT. "I warn you ... GOD. Will not let you go on your usual spit poison! "
He hated the nerve with which Dect continued without any hint to get rid of his hand, calmly. "You'll be able to answer many questions. I have some answers you should listen, because the student does not deserve your future lies! "
In memory of what she had spent years earlier than they had been able to spit in the face Laurienne, Kerielle knew that the estimate affection for the healing would not be enough.
For this reason he knew that Dect.
The urgency in which they had come to find after a battle, years before, had Laurienne forced to rely only on herself, had no more energy to support the Change, when it was she who had to save Kerielle. He risked his own life, he touched on the madness, returned to the palace can only be judged when he was out of danger Kerielle, Laurienne had faced a trial before the Order of the Eternal and the guild of healers together, daring to risk a conviction for a spell that entity.
Laurienne had not left single, never. Had never refused the responses, had never faulted for his reactions full of envy. Especially now Kerielle knew, had never lied to pity.
She would have been capable of the same ruthless honesty and necessary?
trembling, exhausted at the end of Change Kerielle had left the girl's hand.
Trembling, he had asked for forgiveness, although he knew that would always be empty words, spoken to a girl who could not accept these excuses why he could not know what had been done, not until he had begun to experience every day of his life. How
had to learn to do her and DECT. For this
know that it was useless to ask for forgiveness, it will never ease your conscience, for the mere fact of having apparently saved his life.
His first responsibility was to accompany Tladis convalescence of the body, drive it in that way trip would take, from awareness training as Eternal.
to the island that was the counterweight received a second life.

Continued ...

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[Fic] Calibro 9

time fan fics. This place just one day because they are not in the mood .

Title: Gauge 9
Pairing: UedaxShige
Rating: Pg? (I never know what put xD)
Genre: Angst, deathfic (what a surprise .. lol)
Diclaimers : I do not belong no idol ... (damn it> _>)
Note: This I have written for the anonimeme, but I wanted to post the same> _ \u0026lt;It 's the first UedaxShige I write, have mercy.
Dedicated: to my star Jess I bear CWC


Caliber 9 - Prologue

Shige would really wanted to die at that moment. Die because he felt hurt, dirt, treated like an animal. Die because that was not her father because her mother remained silent if nothing had happened. Damnation because no one could hear the cries of the boy? By now he had lost count of the times in which he wept, and hold their fists, wanting to be elsewhere. Yet, even that day with the new uniform, had become strong and had crossed the gate of his school.
"I dropped my feelings
like rose petals, white with red
and now the only hope I
is to be able to paint a pure color of those roses"

As he thought, not Shige know anyone in that class. He sat quietly in one of the places by the window, simply because they look out from time to time made him feel better. Giving themselves a look around, he met the eyes of another guy, who's smiled. Shige looked away quickly, blushing slightly. I do not even know, because he was smiling? However, the professor of the first hour did not seem to decide to arrive, so that unknown guy took the opportunity to sit next to Shige and speak to him.

- not even you know anyone?

The brown boy did not say a word, he simply lowered his head and nodded slowly. At that gesture, the blonde breathed a sigh of relief, it was not the only one then!

- Enjoyment, Ueda

and smiled again. But what he had so much to be happy? Shige made an attempt to smile, but what was created was a face drawn. The guy next to him seemed to appreciate it the same as that gave him a light pat on the back right. Then contact the brown shivered, his eyes are made of ice because it had damnation? For
Shige was too much, first smiles, then pat. He rose with an expression of disgust and sadness mixed and came out of the classroom. Ueda there remained nothing short of evil, so much so that he stood up well but it stopped after a few steps, it would chase was unnecessary.
And fortunately that is the first day ... It
Rinta boys in the bathroom and shut the door unlocked, and then sit on the ground. At a time when the hot palms of his hands touched the cold floor, he felt a jolt through all the body. It was a strange feeling, strange, almost pleasant. He ran a hand gently in his pocket and stroked that thing sharp, his best friend for many years. And suddenly everything around him, the pain, suffering, disappeared.

- Hey? Hey new guy? Are you there?

The loud but not clear Ueda managed to reach the head of Shige, those emotions were too strong to be controlled by someone so fragile. Finally he took out that little cutter familiar and spent the index throughout the steel blade, pushing ever deeper into the skin. A scarlet red drop fell on the floor white bathroom, followed by another and another. The brown boy could not see nothing but that color in strong contrast with the tiles, and was giving him head.

- you know ... maybe I was rude or anything, but ... you could at least answer me?

There was a hint of worry and anxiety voice of the blond boy, hearing no response from the other. After several minutes passed in vain, Ueda pushed his shoulder against the small bathroom door but could not open it, so he tried again a couple of times. The blood did not cease to fall, Shige's wrist had a deep cut.

-.... new guy or your name, that ....?... Shit ...

Ueda took three steps back before you press his hand over her mouth to prevent screaming. He had done that? He began to panic, but eventually decided to break the door with his body, which eventually did. After a big splash, the body of Shige lying on the floor, helpless. The blond boy then decided to pick him and take him to the infirmary where the doctor's wrist healed quickly. She did not know what had driven to do something, but at that moment Ueda felt a strong desire to help, to keep up with not even close to him feel alone.
Shige woke up after a few hours, and the school was already closed for some time. Involuntarily his thoughts went straight to his new classmate, and that gave him some 'discomfort.
Imagine if he is still here only because it is concerned
He thought, with his usual sad look. He turned the other side and his hand encountered something soft and warm, but first had to figure things had to focus.

- What the ...?

Ueda was there with his little head on the edge of the mattress and the body sitting on the knee.

- You're a stupid, Ueda-kun

Shige passed his hand gently on the cheek of the boy, being certain that he was asleep.

- You more

said the blond with eyes still closed, leaving others baffled. Then he was awake, he felt the caress! He smiled, pulling up out of bed.

- Do not leave you alone, sub-species of squirrel in a wig

That sentence had to laugh Shige, who after just felt tears in his eyes. How long have not laughed like that? Not even he knew it.

- Scattiamoci a picture, just to remember this moment when we will be dead by now

Ueda grabbed the camera and always kept in the backpack and snapped a photo. In that photo, Shige smiled happily.

Since that incident a few months passed, and the ratio of the two boys became more and more strong and tight. But fairy tales do not always end well, right?
They started the summer holidays and the two boys had to leave to return to their families, but he did not really want Shige. Review
man he called "father" would have dragged him into depression again.

- We missed you so much treasure

The voice of the false mother tore off a piece of heart, and when he saw the stern gaze of his father felt his head spinning.
He did not even have time to plow through the threshold of her room that was already in bed with the man.
And the pain, tears, blood. The brown boy could not do anything except get even worse.
" Shigechan, how are you baby? I hope well, I tell you I miss you so much. Would you like to spend a few days together during the holidays? "
Ueda But he did not know, knew nothing of what was going on. The boy had kept in the dark for fear of being rejected, but maybe it was a mistake.
"Hello Tatchan, here everything is okay. Although I miss you a mess, I see you again because the pictures we have not enough for me ... but although we may not see each other again, remember me. Or at least what we have spent together. I love you "
forward that message, but slowly the tears fell on the small screen of the phone. He had enough, I was tired.
gently took the caliber nine who secretly kept in a drawer and pointed it at his temple, not hesitating to pull the trigger.
Unfortunately, I finished reading the message Ueda, because it was not finished yet.
"... but I'm coming to you, I want to give you something" And
Tatsuya had time to open the bedroom door she heard the shot, dropping to the ground that little package gift.

Caliber 9 - Epilogue

I open that album of new light blue with time has gone bad. Pass your hand lightly on those faded photos, each participant has been in my life. From first to last, gave me the most beautiful feelings I've ever been able to prove. I still remember the precise moment when I took this, we were still in school. In those days every day I hope to see you smile embarrassed the intersection your eyes with mine, but now the last hope that I have now flown. E 'flew away with a bullet.

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Aren't they cute? I can't stop looking at the statue of Ciel!

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Hikari? Are you still alive?

Yesterday my friend told me: "Hikari, are you still alive?"
I was tired because of the school exams, so I didn't talk with her a lot in those days.
Fortunately I finished them on the 18th! Wah, I'm so happy... all I want to do now is cooking/dancing/singing/painting/sleeping/err....nothing else XD In September I'm going to attend a cookery school near the town where I live, and even if the days are going to be longer and more difficult...I'm sure I can do it! 
Changing topic, my parents bought me a new bike. I LOVE it! It's black and silver ~ Here's the couple of key.
I know, I should post a photo of the bike, not of the keys but I still have to do it! So I'll post it tomorrow or maybe this evening

Err sorry for the bad quality but the light was awful!
I've downloaded the No More Pain album by KAT-TUN (KT-TUN) and I'm speechless...I can't say it's amazing because it isn't enough. The only thing I don't like is the fact that there isn't Jin...and KAT-TUN are not KAT-TUN without Akanishi! My favourite songs are Right now (like Yuichi ehehe) and Rabbit or wolf (the lyrics are so deep! And Ueda is Ueda, come on...)
Anyway, I think that they are really working hard...they already made 4 different PV and two albums!
KAT-TUN FIGHTING!

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Like other people said....

NAKAMARU IS THE BEST
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NAKAMARU WE LOVE YOU

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Food=Love

Hello everyone! How are you? I'm a bit ill T_T Anyway, time to post some photos! Yes, I love cooking!


Some snacks with eggs, salmon, and caviar with Mayonaise (Made by me)

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Made with FRIES

XD And this dish is made by me! Salmon with cheese and herbs!

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Chapter 18 - Eternity and the memory

Chapter 18

Eternity and the memory


Uriordin The Healer was not looking, his eyes were on Tladis daughter, so fragile and helpless, the captive mind of the presence of the magician as well as the body was prolonged unconsciousness. Liran
the healer tried to instill confidence, waiting to be able to make her feel his presence, to be really close to release.
Uriordin had increased his power and now more and more gripped the yoke. Liran
hid behind a mask of indifference to their concerns. His hypotheses about the kind of spell cast on Tladis were coming true one after the other.
The allotted time was running out, as permitted by its energies more affordable and reserves that allowed by the magic of that experience and the technique's guaranteed to tear the old.
His release from the evil spell was hampered by the fact that the girl did not know many, many things. And Uriordin would build on this.
"You can not avenge your brother and your father, girl. You can not leave the little Greys, if you lose time to listen to them. "
" It is you who is threatening, you have to believe. "
shots Tladis eyes staring at him, the horror of the curse was working both on his body that on his young mind. Maybe kept him in a small desire to believe, but the words that Uriordin continued to whisper to his ears were poison.
Uriordin had always been ruthlessly clever with words.
"Pathetic attempt old! "The Healer
ignored him and headed up all Tladis. "Come with me, Tladis. You can escape it if you want. "
" This is the point. Maybe he does not want, after you have spilled the blood of his family at the service of your power games. It happens to those who have the misfortune to cross your path. Poor little, if only I could hear what they say you are, how they are deciding your life, all gathered in the room where he lay your body ... pretending to want your own good. "
The girl struggled in vain to escape him, pleading with him look to be helped. The nausea went back to his stomach. She had the smell of the man who clung, had the flavor of slime in the mouth.
"They want to play, baby ..." the voice whispered in his ear, "accontentiamoli."
The blade flashed in the hands of the necromancer, under the single thin ray of dim light, before sinking into the side of his hostage.


The two crossed figure striding down the hall, indifferent to the pools of mud and snow that brought with them. The servants and the students looked at them with disappointment, but merely show them the direction, with brief notes on the head.
wrapped in their dark coats, now for the hard frost, Kirlmah and his companion stopped in front of the last closed door on the right side of the corridor. "It could be too late. "Said the old storyteller. "You have to be prepared, Lord."
The other nodded, catching his breath and with it the whole self of which he was capable. She knew that going in that room would cost a lot, on many fronts, but could not do otherwise. When
Kirlmah turned the handle, the poignant smell of sickness hit their nostrils. Before he could untie the housing from the side of his sword, a knife frosty raised his chin.
"We're happy to see you," croaked the old man.
In response, the eye of Dect Kerielle him and glared at the height of anger;
For its part, The Lord does not seem worried at all. The clash with Jagarax had drained all his energy and even after his time in trying to regain his strength, things were better. The old bard
closed the door, without taking his eyes from the bed where the Healer led a desperate fight for him and incomprehensible. He left behind two Eternals, the assumption that their struggle would continue for a long glances, and she went to the bedside of the girl.
"I do not want to let go?" Asked Laurienne.
The woman shook her head. "My master is ready the spell more extreme, to free her from the curse of Uriordin."
"the sentence decided by the necromancer ... I do not help to get rid of his control?"
Laurienne shook his head. "His powers have gone beyond the physical condition of the body. The scholars are carrying out research on the type of demon that now Urirdin Jagarax and serve."
The old man sat on a stool creaking at the foot of the bed. Calo cap with trembling hands, and bushy eyebrows are arched up straight, dark eyes, shining with vitality and incredibly young. The anger that people like the necromancer Uriordin stirred in him would have revived the look of a dying man. "Let's be honest, girl. My brother has always had big doses of optimism to sustain it. But time passes too for him to win ... and a curse like this ... "Only after a moment of rapt silence, however, Kirlmah seemed to grasp the full meaning of the words of Laurienne. "I was convinced to become part of the spell of Change? It must be even more crazy than I suspected. "
The young healer shook Kerielle look at, then sighed.
"will not be easy, I know" Then the Lord intervened. "If the change will be the only solution, I will support him in that aspect of the spell."
"Kerielle, no!" Dect squeezed shoulder to force her to watch it. The woman made a step forward instead to the storyteller, who studied in depth, brown eyes narrow slit.
The room had become unbearably hot, although the flames were nearly extinguished in the fireplace.
"It's pure madness," said Kirlmah instead. "Kerielle, I know that is not coming from you, but from my brother. We have to think this crazy, instead of supporting him. "
" It does not do with irresponsibility, "the warrior firmly secured. "He knows exactly what to bring. And I know myself. "
" Do not do it, Kerielle. There are things you need to know. "
DECT, the daughter of Aiseen entered the plan Uriordin also because of me ... Especially, now it's time to discuss if we want to help her. Want to help too, or there would have given the horse to bring it to safety. "
" Why do you do, really? It 'a decision that you renew every day. You know how much it will cost, especially in Loei. "
" It will cost more unhappiness Uriordin which wants to condemn, DECT. You know what I mean to be a slave girl of that bastard. He has already lost his entire family. "
" Not all, Kerielle "said the Lord. "And if you wanted to hear ..."
It was then that the body of Tladis jumped on the bed. A spot dark red dilated on the right side, purple blankets. The Healer
emerged from trance chased into his nightmare, and squeezed firmly as the already fragile hand cradled in her. The pupils of Tladis tumbled behind the eyelids, witnessing the worsening of his condition. Now the girl panted, each breath brought her closer to the agony. While
dabbed the cut on the side with a gauze, the Healer found himself surrounded by others in the room.
"Must have a couple of broken ribs," he hastened to assess your student Laurienne, examining the cut.
"In addition to the risk of being bled. Master ... "
"We can not wait any longer," nodded the man of medicine.
Laurienne took on the task of monitoring the emergency medication, while the young warrior his friend knelt on the ground to the other side of the bed, taking the other girl's hand.
"Apparently, the Eternal, now you demonstrate how your firm intension to help."
addition to the voice of his brother, he distinctly heard cursing in the background, the Eternal ignored. Liran
the Healer stared at her, wondering if it was quite prepared to help in this desperate attempt.
"You can not go back, you can not leave in the middle of Change. "
" Change will host its "firm Kerielle nodded, turning his back on all of DECT, not to be forced to see the expression of tense disagreement painted on his face.

Continued ...

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© this time the merits should not be to me but to F. Alisei who wrote it,
I have just given to you because I loved it (:

The room-second part

l - so what?

m - then what?

l - ...

m - ...

l - there is something wrong?

m - why?

l - I do not know, you're strange

m - funny how?

l - boh, look ... seconded

m - do not worry, it's not your fault

swallowed.

m - you know you're the only person who makes me feel good

l - thanks

m - ...

l - well you make me feel good

m - really?

l - is

m - well

M. slid on the leather chair. God how he loved her. Stretched his neck and stretched his legs. He relaxed. Each time they met was afraid that was the last, the magic vanished, she told him not to want it anymore. Again he was glad that he feared in vain. She was there again, still there for him.

m - how was your day?

l - a disgusting, thank you. and yours?

m - ditto

m - I could not wait to see you

l - I

m - I thought a lot these days, you know?

l - ah? and what did you think?

m - well, a lot of things ...

l - type?

m - to your skin, your lips, your thighs ...

came back to stare into her eyes.

m - I'd love to be with you always, in every moment of your existence

l - that sweet

m - just sweet?

l - sweet

m - already ... 're risking diabetes, you know?

l - noo, I just what we're missing

L. smiled, baring his white teeth straightened a lock of hair behind her ear, as always when something amused her. That gesture made him mad, and she knew it.

l - you get my e-mail today?

m - yes, but I read travel

Memphis. He had read, reread and printed, to reread the center other times on the bus that carried him home.

l - why?

m - I was in the office and I was afraid someone would see me

l - ah. Well ... what do you think?

m - I think we're the most amazing woman I've ever known e. ..

accommodate spectacles awaiting her reaction.

l - e. ..

m - and I do not want to spend another day without you all to myself

L. stiffened.

the - you can not, you know

m - I know, I I do not need me to remember

l - it hurts me too, do not believe

m - as ever to me, believe me

the - you are wrong!

m - ...

l - I think you're fooling?

m - no, this is not

l - and what then?

m - is that I do not understand what are you doing with him again

l - ...

m - ...

l - is not so easy, we've already talked

m - yes, but ...

l - but ...

M. inspired thoroughly. Then he threw the air out of the lungs trying to hang in the breath all the rancor and frustration he felt. could not stand her she was not totally worn out and thought it little by little like a leaky faucet.

l - so what?

m - no, forget it, not the evening roviniamoci

l - I agree

m - ...

l - you feel me?

m - to die

l - I want you ... can not imagine what

m - you know ... I was excited the first idea that was coming

l - really?

m - already

l - and now how are you?

m - judge her, Madame

M. pulled back a bit 'left leg and slowly unbuttoned his jeans. It was sexy as a dugong, but she was not interested. As might be awkward and grotesque L. He could look beyond all appearances. She was a woman in love, could not do otherwise.

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The room

© this time the merits should not be to me but to F. Alisei who wrote it,
I have just given to you because I loved it (:

The room-the first part

M. entered. The room was empty, white and bare as he remembered. Met there for weeks now, always in the same place, guided by a common desire to steal a bit 'of time with the life they had so far. M. looked at his picture framed in the window. Myopic, sweaty, plump, slightly bald on the sides of the forehead, beard of three days he was doing so Mickey Rourke. He adjusted his hair looked and felt a "vogue", the kind of underwear catalog. was the last stop of his three decades and all that he knew autumn, if not defeat, at least a partial withdrawal. M. was not a handsome man, but even if she had noticed when they met, almost three months earlier. Able to look inside her, and to tap into that stream submerged tenderness M. kept it a secret. No woman before had made him feel so good, so important, so human, so unique. M. sat, sat and waited for convenience, he could not do otherwise.

L. entered on tiptoe, shy and silent as usual. He was already there, the heart beating like a hardcore case. L. was beautiful, unhappy, married and single. M. paused to look at. The hair fell softly on the shoulders of the blacks, breasts swelled to the rhythm of breathing accelerated by emotion, his lips were soft and fleshy contracted in the surprise and thrill of the forbidden . They were lovers, could not be otherwise.

L. smiled, M. stared at her long eyes. For some seconds they remained thus, motionless, without saying anything. wanted to enjoy all of the brackets of silence that every time his face and was set afire trembling hands, stomach and heart shrivels pushed to the limit of implosion. On the other hand loved it, could not be otherwise. They hesitated a moment longer, then the game began.

m - hello

l - hello

m - I was waiting

l - I know. excuse

m - does nothing

l - I had to wait for him to come out tonight I do not let go more

m - I understand

L. took off the ring and laid it on the table before him. An instinctive gesture, a cliché, he did every time they met. When he had spoken she said made her feel less guilty , freer , in a sense. He continued to look pretty funny, but said nothing. There was in her room, it did not matter much.

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Lose & Living

by Me
My stories are the result of my FANTASY , do not refer to real events.
Any marine biotoxins to things, people or anything else is purely RAND .

In this life or lose or lose, you can never win.

The only variation that exists is how to lose.

Some people lost in a big way, losers believe they have won and who lost miserably.

I'm finishing the third category, I'm losing miserably.

The thing I do not feel much of a good but ... what can you do??

No, we can not help but be silent and suffer.

honestly do not think I ever really lived.

In this life we can not survive that, because to live is the privilege of a few ...

Or perhaps those who really live there, maybe you pretend to live in or are ... autoillude

Who knows ...

This story ... well so if we want call ... Maybe I should say ...

Hmmm ... Chronicles of travel? ... Nope ... Reports of life? ... Uff ...

call it what you hear!

Here I am losing a lot on my mind, damn me, you can never lose

the thread five hundred times a day??

Well I assure you that happens to me ... ... Ufffffffffffffffff

short enough distractions!

Now I promise not to distract me and I will seriously-

I should give a title to my story-or as you call it-you ...

But that title ?..." The mythical adventures "!... Yuck! No ... no ...

"depressing and out of fashion! & Rdquo ; ... Mamma mia ... that horrible name

I just realized that my imagination does not exist.

Apparently, when God has distributed was absent, perhaps I was in the bathroom ...

I have the fantasy of a hamster with cataracts! Me poor wretch!

ridistratta Here I am, this is too much!

say that my story is special. I've never been the type to believe in fairy tales

or something.

I am a rational person, firm, pessimistic at the highest levels, self-confident ...

Well not quite so sure, say that I could do better.

are the classic person that no one notices and I think that the situation will not change.

Nobody ever notice me ... And ok, I can not help anything.

Such is life, society inexorably ranking: winners and losers.

I moved a couple of days before I lived in Italy and now in Garden City,

a small town in Canada.

Canada, but you realize??

Unfortunately I was forced, in fact my father is a researcher and to continue

his research dragged me to America.

My mother ... well she is gone when I was 5 years old, apparently has put

with a much younger than her.

Poor so afraid of getting old that is forced to play around with one that has 10

years younger than her ... pathetic!

now I'm 16 and I do not care about her, absolutely, for me it could also

finally disappear from the face of the Earth!

beginning I suffered a lot for his departure, but then I realized that for a woman

as she is not worth it.

Even in Italy I was invisible to everyone but at least no one pointed out to me.

In America everything is different, we label the first day of school and that label

will be eternally yours, even more effective than a spell or a curse can be , say.

I obviously do not believe in curses or anything like that, I read a little something just because

not know what to do, that's all.

And to think that there are people who believe in things like the evil eye, and then pull himself

flower of money to be able to take off.

I think those who believe in the evil eye, it's just an insecure, so afraid that

who prefers to deal with life refuge and take heart, thinking outside forces

causing its problems.

???... Well I'm not pathetic!

I know I know, from a speech to speech, but I can not help it.

have done so, I know I'm hurt, I would love to be able to change ... But you can not ...

You can not escape from ourselves ... Why we would always be achieved ...

Sooner or later ...