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Man of War

A small creek served as makeshift bathroom, naked and wet trunk showed many scars which are difficult to discover an area of \u200b\u200bhealthy skin larger than the palm of a hand. Mal were sewn together scrawled drawing of a child.

I approached cautiously, a man of war may likewise have an honor to erect as a pine tree high up or have been lost forever on the tip of another sword, worse on his own.

share of the bread and wine we had brought in a late lunch Golbew not going to end and a long talk while his chest lighting would like an ember under the gentle breeze of memories. The Virgin, very interested, entertained themselves running about rabbits that had made their burrows on the banks of the river near the sad-eyed girl looked fun even when not changing the melancholy expression on his face.

He was pleased with our meeting, you think these people are so used to walking arid soils, where the only thing blooming are dead, you want solitude, but there it was, happy, flooding her throat and giving wine new life to dry gray eyes.

talked of roads with a walker and even if we had followed different routes had the same language, we knew of disappointments, joys, victories and defeats him rather than the blood and ours were not. We did the fire as darkness began to appear and had dinner together a few fresh fish he had taken our eventual partner early that morning.

- you are the dream of the world - said the safety of which has lost the doubts in their history - who has gone longer than desired only knows the road ahead is the family.

Her voice became increasingly hoarse with wine as he continued his story by pointing to the new sleeping virgin.

- They will be what you can give them, and do not talk about material things, I say teach them to walk and stop when another must pass.

And so we slept that night, with wine accumulated in the body and the words of hard-skinned man and a tender heart still ringing in our ears.

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Other Walkers

That vision, as well as the previous evening, went and turned in my thoughts all day, as if somehow, the woman's water had splashed me with its freshness with a liquid, as the tears, but dry always leave a deep imprint. It did not help one way in which landscapes are constantly repeated and, if not stopped be nice, it had become customary. When the evening began to be narrow, we started looking for a place to camp and find other hikers, probably the same of nights ago, they made a fire close to us.

I was surprised to see the Palace planter in the small group of three people who were around the fire. Not so with Mrs. Chest, which showed no surprise at all, then I remembered that talk , which had no access and which put me at a disadvantage compared to my wife. Peka

it was who came to offer to share the fire and Adaug but was somewhat fearful showing traces of the, now distant, fury later, accept the invitation (in my case, tempted by the delicious smell of roasting meat that was beginning to feel).

Along with Planter, was a girl with sad eyes, from which it appeared a cloak of small brownish spots that covered her tiny nose and reached the upper lip of a mouth showing the same sad eyes. It is remarkable that with these two, seemingly flimsy figure was a man of war.

intimated His presence and, if not for the planter, we would have gone immediately. Nevertheless, when the remains of food with the bread we had brought from the brief chat Golbew and melted in yawns, we decided to deviate a bit to spend the night alone.

Chest Mrs told me that he would be talking to Peka few more minutes, and so were still sleeping when I ate a couple of hours later.

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A view on the river

The fatigue would have been much because the four woke up late in the morning, at which point, the sun was full on the stream causing a lot of light hillocks of aimlessly sail.

When one stares at the shimmering water for a while, begins to see how points inconexos se van agrupando y crean figuras un tanto borrosas que no dejan de mutar a cada instante. Buscar la imagen anterior, no tiene sentido, como las nubes azotadas por los vientos, se desprenden y se regalan a un nuevo dueño.

Sin embargo, había una figura que permanecía inmóvil en la otra orilla del estanque. No se la veía claramente, ya que el chorro de agua de la pequeña catarata, mezclaba sus hilos de plata con las transparencias del cuerpo de aquella y si no fuera por la morena cabellera de la criatura, nadie podría notar la diferencia.

Pasé mis manos por los ojos para poder apreciarla mejor y fue en ese instante cuando un sonido de arrullo, similar al que hace una piedra al caer en el agua profunda, began to spread. Until that moment or the Virgin, or Lady's Chest had paid attention to my image. Them, were preparing lunch and playing around with the water from shore.

walkers remembered the previous night, but were not there, just a smothered fire, still smoking, showed the remains of their camp.

When the sun no longer confused with the water and began to unload its rays straight, I clearly saw the woman in the water, but it was for a few seconds, because moments later he dived to disappear for the rest of the day. We

, once we finished lunch, we continue the up along the creek as we had indicated Mirzam.

In no time I could stop thinking about the strange and delicious Figure morning.

That night, Ilul approached me, minutes before going to sleep and while, she leaned her head against my chest, I asked.

- Who was that lady, daddy -
- I do not know, my dear, I do not know, but I believe we will soon find out - I said as his eyes began to close

And so we fall asleep, with his Now head resting on my shoulder and my chin moving slowly to caress her.