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Man of War is so eloquent in their expressions that each part of the story is able to introduce it to live according to his feelings, his tone had shown rid sadness and despair gradually as if it fell into a deep pit which was too final far as to know, at times had to come to understand what you just babble, now, however, had begun to talk about hate and hatred knows no whispers, shouts and hits hatred with every word. It was not just his voice that told us, his arms with him a grotesque force in every gesture and his eyes narrowed as before as if to sleep now forgotten were swollen and open his eyes fixed elsewhere that this was not . From time to time we sobresaltábamos when hit his fist against the cool walls of the cave. Augusto

had shared with the Man of War much more than what the rest of the troops knew they were friends in childhood then separated into different horizons they had chosen, but when it came time for war, was among the first to put his hand to hold the shower regardless of the outcome. No one knew his name, from youth he carried with him the nickname of Pig and her so well her plump body, his face and his hair village laundry care that could have lived with them pigs and had no difference. He was tall and strong as three men until the day of the slaughter in the caves of Jari, wearing a permanent smile on his face that every time it became deep voice laugh. But that joy was extinguished forever, that black day, his family was completed between the cries of horror from many others as he marched under the command of perfusate and nobody knows how, disappeared as soon as the news came to Antela.

As if they had been waiting Chancho Corsicarsa and found their memories, their friendship and their shared hatred, then were one to find the one who carried in his miseries the woes of both.

perfusate and his staff traveled once a month, military schools, there was at the mouth of the river, another behind the mountains of despair and one in the outskirts of the capital city, time and gave them some confidence executions and under his tutelage went light. The mountain of despair coincidentally the place where we went, it was a good place to wait for long for the arrival of the traitor and from there were the men and their revenge.
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While advancing with the story, let me guess what would come, a guerrilla strategy from the shadows of the mountain that was annihilating one's enemies or a well-aimed blow from a distance to the chosen victim, but I was wrong and much.

Chancho Corsicarsa and crossed a huge log in the road and supported a foot in it to wait for the party, when they arrived, drew their swords and brandished blinded until only living commander perfusate, then threw their swords to the ground and began beat him and kicked long after he had died, not a single word or interrupted accompany anger.

Like when a fierce storm is over, what followed was the silence that causes only a breeze, calm Corsicarsa reached, again, he lowered his voice to say the last paragraph of his story.

? Was already dead, but still, I put my knees on the floor taking off the sandals that he had been repeatedly and furiously kicked up a few seconds before, then took his neck game between my hands and felt the blood still hot for fall my arms, I looked at with a disgust that was perhaps feeling for me, I got up and threw it away with the wish that it were the whole story. And yet, my biggest regret was that he felt no remorse. I lifted my head, I looked at Chancho was sweaty and dirty as ever but this time with blood and that was when I discovered the wagon in which a girl with less time than I could count on my fingers, slept, was taken in arms and went with the certainty that this land should not be trampled anymore for me and I decided to look at the latest innocent victim of this story, the daughter of my enemy.

No more words, no more were needed, we got up, lit the fire and began to prepare food that night that I do not know why he felt it would be too cold.

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While Man of War walked into the caves, we are left looking and looking with a waterfall of words swirling in our not find the exit. He had spent a long time and the silence was still not defeated, then went Corsicarsa shuffling and, after support his broad back into the rock, it was decided to continue the story.

"I should have known who was perfusate, the entire time he was beside me on the clues to guess the future, but I think when you're fighting side by side with so many people gave us their trust, closed lines inward, avoiding details inconvenience and time off to think of the enemy's strategy to build their own, stronger and therefore falls may occasionally be naive to think that everyone has to get the next dream these utopias. I was concerned about the fate of my people and I could not distrust it.

Today, when I remember the past, to I think the image itself betrayed the intentions of my lieutenant. Skinny, lanky, pointy nose, bloodshot eyes and a quiet ride that is never noticed their presence. But no, never mistrusted. "
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When he was released from his dungeon, the Prince was in power as shown in the Mighty, the bubbles were endorsed as the holidays, but the decisions of the state handled the others mentioned as always wanted to do and for their own benefit; perfusate, a man of sudden fortune was the new General in Chief of the armies of the Principality and was no more memories of the revolution that a lot of graves planted everywhere. To the Man in the War fully learned the story was like sitting over a fire, hatred hugged his neck like a snake, found him awake at night, bathed in sweat and with a single word in your mind. Revenge.

As has been said, the people's army who escaped the slaughter policies perfusate accepted because it was the only path to survival and slowly, many began to believe that for the new case, the stability of power was what correct. In fact, perfusate had based its strategy of persuasion that had opened up a time for all, that each of the above enemy occupied a new seat of importance, but the fact was that a few were accommodated while suffered most as usual. And though seen from a distance cause whiplash pain in the stomach, it is true that a bad peace, for the common people, it is more beneficial than a just war.

However, some still remembered in silence to the general misfortune. When word of his release, he tried to find him with the stealth advised that fear, but could not find the elegance of yesterday in the mountains of filth and shame lying on the ground that so often crossed.

There was a day that exceeded hate to Corsicarsa tired of hiding in the dreams of the night and urged him to act, did not need long to find out who was to put face to face with his former deputy.

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Man of War swallowed several times before continuing with the story, his voice was becoming thicker, his back against the damp, cold walls of the cave, he said, after giving a long drink of water. Just

Corsicarsa and his lieutenants were captured in the hills of Aima, the forces of Prince went to the Caves of Jari, the same place where this story is taking place, there was half the popular army waiting for their leader, the rest of the force had gone to an unexpected mission in Antela distances, under the command of senior remained in place, perfusate.

Jari Caves, had become more than just the seat of the popular army, there are also families took refuge, with no input from their husbands recently enlisted as soldiers, could not survive. Corsicarsa had devised a simple system in which their armies split the time between military training and farming on the banks of the river to feed on provisions, refer them to the different villages was impossible so we decided to bring those families who could not sufficiency.

's attack troops princely did not contemplate any, was a bloody slaughter in which there were no survivors. As the Man of War had feared, an amount of good will was powerless against the experienced forces that Charoc had hired and the few who escaped were caught and hunted like animals. For a long time the water here had the burgundy color of a sunset sad and unpleasant smell like old loneliness. Occasionally the wind echoed the laughter returned to the mercenaries acid released while the heavy blow of his sword ended up with lives of farmers, women and children who never understood why.

The bad news when, when they talk about death and sadness, they sound as loud as a scream though hardly come to whisper, so it was that it took very little to get to where the camp of perfusate. Wrapped

of powerlessness, the military, among which were the most skilled men, wanted to start immediately to Jari, but the new commander had other ideas, tried a long and substantial speech to convince his troops that would embrace death from more deaf blindness and decided the best option was to remain hidden for several days. Some time later, as little as one click, perfusate engaged in negotiations to seek a rapprochement with the government of the Principality and conveyed this to their subordinates. Perfusate had a very different style of driving the contemplative Corsicarsa, imposed accept their decisions without any opposition and did not hesitate to execute those who raise a voice too unhappy, so that the new agreement was accepted without any major setbacks. Interestingly, perfusate had been responsible for arranging the ill-fated meeting with the Mighty Corsicarsa in the hills of Aima, which, oddly, he excused himself to go.

Corsicarsa could barely finish the story because his voice began to become weak again, looked up the walls of the cave, stood up and walked back inside the cave, that place where you could hear water running. He could not hide his bright eyes, was the first time he stepped on these lands since those dark times.

then I noticed the peculiarity of this group of three people that made the Man of War, Peka and sad-eyed girl, were walking together three lonely and wondered what would come to join and why.

The answers, of course, would come soon.

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