Indiana Jones Theme ... John Williams
There is emotion? ... If you saw Indiana Jones at least once you can not know this fantastic soundtrack to the great John Williams.
The other night, including a grilled sausage and the other at the home of a friend of mine, I started almost by accident at the piano and I played the first notes of the theme of Jurassic Park (also great one) and I said ... I HAVE THE DOWNLOAD!
I searched on youtube this soundtrack, which is obviously amazing, and in videos that have appeared in the search along with those of Jurassic Park was a live orchestra conducted by Williams, who plays the Theme from Indiana Jones and me being very young an avid fan of this sequel to Spielberg, I could not click and see the beauty of this work.
What struck me is how John has managed with a charming blend of sounds and instruments to contain in a few minutes the whole essence of the film ... simply fantastic.
The sound is entrancing and I imagine that live they are even more!
I can not wait to come out in theaters last (unfortunately: ° () of serious films! - May 28! - What will be called Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull . .. already circulating The first possible plots, but obviously not going to read to spoil the fun of it in a movie theater surround sound, I had to get to Rome I would not care! Pending
enjoy this wonderful performance! :)
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Saturday, September 15, 2007
How Do You Make Sugar Paste
Blush no more ... First Day
Hey Hey Hey .... And so it begins with the first scripts for the tables Blush no more!, Are perhaps not exceptional. D is my first experience in this area so maybe miss the essential details for the designer and maybe Syriuzzo environments such as dialogues will be very original ... The important thing is that I hope we still manage to entertain and communicate with the help of Syria what I have in mind! ;)
Well after this preamble had paraculizzante .....
- Tavola 1 -
Vignetta 1
La stanza è completamente al buio con le serrande chiuse, l'inquadratura si apre verso il letto di Miata e subito sulla sinistra c'è la gabbietta di Amichi.
Miata con le coperte fino la testa chiude con una mano la sveglia che segna le 7:00.
Vignetta 2
Siamo ancora nella stanza di Miata con l'inquadratura verso la porta che è spalancata e Miata che stende le braccia per svegliarsi.
I particolari della stanza che si vedono sono un armadio da cui fuoriescono alcuni vestiti and a piece of the desk where a tree comes out.
Miata : UAAAAAAAAA
panel 3
Miata is in the bathroom where you're brushing your teeth, the shot begins on the chest to end all ' height of the mouth.
Sticker 4
You see the body but not the Miata's face that takes her clothes resting on the chair beside the bed in his room.
Miata : Perfect!
panel 5
Miata framed from behind, his face visible to 3 / 4 out the door of the house taking a backpack over one shoulder.
waved in which the mother takes a croissant (not present on the scene), while with the other hand adjusts the sunglasses that door in his face.
Miata: I go to school!
Mother : Good day!
Sticker 6
Miata with a hand in your pocket and to the dude walking down the road to school.
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- Table 2 -
panel 1 that takes two spaces
High School Miata. The cartoon shows a front shot of the school that is a model of a typical American high school, with kids going to school.
Sticker 2-3-4 each take 1 / 3 of the paper
Miata that greets with various hand gestures in different cartoons.
Miata: Hello!
Miata: Hey!
panel 5 that takes two spaces
With Miata in the background are seen in close-up guys who do acts of misunderstanding and snubbed.
Boy 1: Who is it?
Boy Snob: Puff!
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- Table 3 -
panel 1
A boy looking out his class who comes ...
panel 2
Miata closes his locker by it took 2 books. The corridor is full of young people in many different attitudes from those who put him on the shoulder of a friend who kisses the girl who walks just to those who talk with the prof.
panel 3
The boy with an expression of joy turns to his companions in warning of the arrival of Miata class, as if arriving someone famous and worthy of attention.
Wingman 1 : Ragaaa comes Miata!
Sticker 4
whistling Miata is about to enter the class
panel 5
Some kids with carnival mask of horror that are scaring Miata has just entered.
Sticker 6
Miata disconsolately goes to his solitary desk in the front row while the others laugh at him and someone pulls litter.
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Well well ... end here for today ...
PS The title seems to be confirmed:)
Hey Hey Hey .... And so it begins with the first scripts for the tables Blush no more!, Are perhaps not exceptional. D is my first experience in this area so maybe miss the essential details for the designer and maybe Syriuzzo environments such as dialogues will be very original ... The important thing is that I hope we still manage to entertain and communicate with the help of Syria what I have in mind! ;)
Well after this preamble had paraculizzante .....
- Tavola 1 -
Vignetta 1
La stanza è completamente al buio con le serrande chiuse, l'inquadratura si apre verso il letto di Miata e subito sulla sinistra c'è la gabbietta di Amichi.
Miata con le coperte fino la testa chiude con una mano la sveglia che segna le 7:00.
Vignetta 2
Siamo ancora nella stanza di Miata con l'inquadratura verso la porta che è spalancata e Miata che stende le braccia per svegliarsi.
I particolari della stanza che si vedono sono un armadio da cui fuoriescono alcuni vestiti and a piece of the desk where a tree comes out.
Miata : UAAAAAAAAA
panel 3
Miata is in the bathroom where you're brushing your teeth, the shot begins on the chest to end all ' height of the mouth.
Sticker 4
You see the body but not the Miata's face that takes her clothes resting on the chair beside the bed in his room.
Miata : Perfect!
panel 5
Miata framed from behind, his face visible to 3 / 4 out the door of the house taking a backpack over one shoulder.
waved in which the mother takes a croissant (not present on the scene), while with the other hand adjusts the sunglasses that door in his face.
Miata: I go to school!
Mother : Good day!
Sticker 6
Miata with a hand in your pocket and to the dude walking down the road to school.
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- Table 2 -
panel 1 that takes two spaces
High School Miata. The cartoon shows a front shot of the school that is a model of a typical American high school, with kids going to school.
Sticker 2-3-4 each take 1 / 3 of the paper
Miata that greets with various hand gestures in different cartoons.
Miata: Hello!
Miata: Hey!
panel 5 that takes two spaces
With Miata in the background are seen in close-up guys who do acts of misunderstanding and snubbed.
Boy 1: Who is it?
Boy Snob: Puff!
----------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------
- Table 3 -
panel 1
A boy looking out his class who comes ...
panel 2
Miata closes his locker by it took 2 books. The corridor is full of young people in many different attitudes from those who put him on the shoulder of a friend who kisses the girl who walks just to those who talk with the prof.
panel 3
The boy with an expression of joy turns to his companions in warning of the arrival of Miata class, as if arriving someone famous and worthy of attention.
Wingman 1 : Ragaaa comes Miata!
Sticker 4
whistling Miata is about to enter the class
panel 5
Some kids with carnival mask of horror that are scaring Miata has just entered.
Sticker 6
Miata disconsolately goes to his solitary desk in the front row while the others laugh at him and someone pulls litter.
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Well well ... end here for today ...
PS The title seems to be confirmed:)
Friday, September 14, 2007
Possible Lock Number For Vip Bags
Black Angel ... Brightwell
Wow ... Today I finished reading the thriller Angel Bones ... Italian title of "Black Angel" by John Connolly.
The novel is about a legend described dall'apocrifo of Enoch, which tells of the expulsion of 200 angels on earth from heaven to sinners of envy lust "given" to men ... One of these angels Immael held in his eyes the last vision of God in the form of a white cue ball and because of that will be removed from all angels. To get a company in its raids earth in human form, will split, giving rise to Ashmael.
Immael after a fight with a Cistercian Monaco will be locked in a prison of silver. Charlie Parker, the hero will face situations that challenge even if the same forces that appear to be supernatural and have needs that are interwoven with the mortal frailty of human pleasures and legends of the past.
The book I liked, at least for me has never been found rather tedious! The whole story was pretty well thought out, truthful references to Sedlec gave the touch of verisimilitude that collects research and my interest in reading is often a sign that the work I liked.
I had read a review on Ciao.it him branding him a book that absolutely did not deserve to be read, I bought it along with "The Silver Ring" by Diana Gabaldon on the contrary, was well rated by the "opinion" the fee, but for the "no what is beautiful is good, but it's nice what they like "the book of Diana, came to just under 100 pages in the end, I sort of put in my library and I started to read the angel of the bones believing that both of these purchases, and instead I would be disappointed ......
The book is initially a little confusing but not not exciting, because it has suffered nearly all key characters, a legend in the beginning is not understand the relevance with the events of the first part and a lack description of the protagonists. All this, however, is built like a puzzle after a hundred pages: you get to see the pro-tenant, you understand the plots, the connections of the characters . Lacks the description of the characters as protagonists of the author of several books, subscribed as a lack - in the end - even just to be lighter and further stretch the novel.
As mentioned, the whole story line well, the plot twists and the plot is there for me nicely punctuated by descriptions of changes to the movements of different actors, all this made the reading very nice:)!
Overall Rating: 8:30
I recommend: Yes
.... Nice to be alone and answer the questions: ° D ...
PS as Angela Brightwell derives from this book ... although it has connotations of the close with the character that you will find in the novel hehehehe: P
Wow ... Today I finished reading the thriller Angel Bones ... Italian title of "Black Angel" by John Connolly.
The novel is about a legend described dall'apocrifo of Enoch, which tells of the expulsion of 200 angels on earth from heaven to sinners of envy lust "given" to men ... One of these angels Immael held in his eyes the last vision of God in the form of a white cue ball and because of that will be removed from all angels. To get a company in its raids earth in human form, will split, giving rise to Ashmael.
Immael after a fight with a Cistercian Monaco will be locked in a prison of silver. Charlie Parker, the hero will face situations that challenge even if the same forces that appear to be supernatural and have needs that are interwoven with the mortal frailty of human pleasures and legends of the past.
The book I liked, at least for me has never been found rather tedious! The whole story was pretty well thought out, truthful references to Sedlec gave the touch of verisimilitude that collects research and my interest in reading is often a sign that the work I liked.
I had read a review on Ciao.it him branding him a book that absolutely did not deserve to be read, I bought it along with "The Silver Ring" by Diana Gabaldon on the contrary, was well rated by the "opinion" the fee, but for the "no what is beautiful is good, but it's nice what they like "the book of Diana, came to just under 100 pages in the end, I sort of put in my library and I started to read the angel of the bones believing that both of these purchases, and instead I would be disappointed ......
The book is initially a little confusing but not not exciting, because it has suffered nearly all key characters, a legend in the beginning is not understand the relevance with the events of the first part and a lack description of the protagonists. All this, however, is built like a puzzle after a hundred pages: you get to see the pro-tenant, you understand the plots, the connections of the characters . Lacks the description of the characters as protagonists of the author of several books, subscribed as a lack - in the end - even just to be lighter and further stretch the novel.
As mentioned, the whole story line well, the plot twists and the plot is there for me nicely punctuated by descriptions of changes to the movements of different actors, all this made the reading very nice:)!
Overall Rating: 8:30
I recommend: Yes
.... Nice to be alone and answer the questions: ° D ...
PS as Angela Brightwell derives from this book ... although it has connotations of the close with the character that you will find in the novel hehehehe: P
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Waxing How To Treat Burn
recapping ... Just a little ..
little can fail to feel the earth under your feet ... a thermometer that marks 39.9 ... and all other problems seem trivial!
little can fail to feel the earth under your feet ... a thermometer that marks 39.9 ... and all other problems seem trivial!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Pottery Barn Charleston Slip Covers
Angel Tales ... 3
Well it was some days never published anything of my "novel", but rather are taken by so many things and especially the novel is at rest. Await new inspiration that I hope will allow me to punctuate the weekly publication on the journal ...
I did not repeat the invitation, so I followed him down the aisle of the church earlier, the sacristy and then after a series of corridors that surprised me because the church from the outside seemed be much smaller and not able to hide all these places.
Having turned, smiled and gave me a peek of understanding, almost reading my thoughts he said to the priest explained: "There seems to be out so great is not it? We are the foundations of the church ... "
I continued to follow him, what first appeared to be a little man of little importance now seems to be an almost mystical person.
arrived in the guesthouse which was to be housed in an old building probably of medieval origin.
" This is your room, rest, tomorrow will go his way if he wants ..." over these words disappeared into the dark corridor as it had appeared in the church just minutes before.
This whole series of events might have upset anyone, but I felt strangely relaxed, as if all that happened in that sacred place was the normal course of events that I knew I had to follow.
I threw myself on the gurney and felt something bite me in the mattress and scratchy clothes, so I realized that the mattress was stuffed with straw, but also the floor at that time awakened the sleeping inside me.
I took off the bandage from the eye, I had a gash along the eyebrow to the cheekbone that had to go back to some time ago because it will hurt me the color was thinking of a recent injury.
I wondered what or who I had caused this blindness, I tried to open the eye but the eye muscle failed to obey the command prescribed, so with a finger up for the absence and saw that the eye was white, vitreous and only a scratch reddish split the eyeball. I was disgusted at the sight, I went back the bandage and went back to my bed.
After a while I fell asleep deeply do not know for how long, and I woke up haunted by the rumor out of my room. I got sleepy and angry to see who was outside my door, I realized that the complaints were similar to those that felt between the trees. I opened the door, but as a voice of horror novels expert suggested to me, I found absolutely no one, even though I was surrounded by around these groans and tears appealing. I thought I had really come to a place of ghosts, I heard voices very close even though there was no one around. I turned to the dark hallway, knocked on the doors of shelters that were all uninhabited. I waved, I looked behind me. The voices were still there but seemed to be different as the pace of those who hounded the corridor, almost as if I was doing way through a crowd of people looking for help or comfort but that they wanted to draw sympathy reality I awoke in anxiety and fear.
I started running in panic now, the corridor seemed to gradually change and the walls became more refined and treated as those of the guest.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Where Is Diana Zubiri?
Profiles "Blush no more" ...
Well after a lunch that lasted several days. D here is the first character profiles ...
Starring: Miata
Eyes: Brown Hair
: Blacks
Build: Normal
Age: 18 years - 19 years
Character: Introvert, thoughtful, intelligent, careless, timid.
Hobbies: Bonsai, hotel soaps, violin (?).
Specialties: Become red when embarrassed, you put your hand in front of the mouth when it reflects or feel under pressure.
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Vecchietto: Mr. Tokohiro
Eyes: Blue Hair
: Bianchi
Body a little curved
Back Age: 83 years
Character: mock test, easily irritable, it is believed youth, touchy, arrogant.
always dressed 50's style sunglasses with a policeman and a gangster hat, the few white hair pulled back and stick ...
owns an antique shop and bonsai, loves to recount his exploits as a young man.
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Girls: Marika
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Age: 12 years
Personality: highly intelligent, awake, extroverted.
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Hamster: Friends
hates his master and would like to its evil, but behaves opposite for fear of losing the care that his master assures him daily.
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Class
21 3 clever boys, one artist ( the beautiful), two musicians, seven sports, five dancers (including three cheerleaders), 3 anonymous (including the protagonist)
12 boys
9 girls, all very nice
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Well after a lunch that lasted several days. D here is the first character profiles ...
Starring: Miata
Eyes: Brown Hair
: Blacks
Build: Normal
Age: 18 years - 19 years
Character: Introvert, thoughtful, intelligent, careless, timid.
Hobbies: Bonsai, hotel soaps, violin (?).
Specialties: Become red when embarrassed, you put your hand in front of the mouth when it reflects or feel under pressure.
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Vecchietto: Mr. Tokohiro
Eyes: Blue Hair
: Bianchi
Body a little curved
Back Age: 83 years
Character: mock test, easily irritable, it is believed youth, touchy, arrogant.
always dressed 50's style sunglasses with a policeman and a gangster hat, the few white hair pulled back and stick ...
owns an antique shop and bonsai, loves to recount his exploits as a young man.
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Girls: Marika
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Age: 12 years
Personality: highly intelligent, awake, extroverted.
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Hamster: Friends
hates his master and would like to its evil, but behaves opposite for fear of losing the care that his master assures him daily.
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Class
21 3 clever boys, one artist ( the beautiful), two musicians, seven sports, five dancers (including three cheerleaders), 3 anonymous (including the protagonist)
12 boys
9 girls, all very nice
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Friday, September 7, 2007
How Much Do The Rabies Vaccine Cost?
I wish, I wish, I wish ....
A house in order ... the aftermath of the move still standing by me in April are wearing out ... I think the torture of Tantalus.
time for my cats ... to treat them and play with them as they deserve. Concentration
to write ... the deadline has passed .. I'm also missing this train.
Peace of mind for transcribing and studying (I know that I will away)
A string ... I would like a maid
A house in order ... the aftermath of the move still standing by me in April are wearing out ... I think the torture of Tantalus.
time for my cats ... to treat them and play with them as they deserve. Concentration
to write ... the deadline has passed .. I'm also missing this train.
Peace of mind for transcribing and studying (I know that I will away)
A string ... I would like a maid
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
How Long After A Wax Can You Shower
Shonen - Syri0_ _GRT-story
Mhhh well well this morning begin testing of the shonen manga-to-Syrio_ _GTR my favorite mangaka) (I hope it will come out and lasting collaboration profiqua: D. ... Well of course it will decide the title
Syrio for now we will call it code-named "Blush no more "... why this title? Mmmm ... well, because the manga will be a strange guy who will always be in the wrong place at the wrong time ...
Today we'll write a step-story, the setting (but are not technical terms invented by me hahahahah) and draw the characters' personalities Fundamental ...
Step-story:
The story will have a logical thread, and the stakes are substantially related to it, all will turn on the final year of high school star. The protagonist in this last year will more strongly in previous years to become known and researched some of his high school, many friends to get out of his solitude imposed by the target adolescent and finally find a girl.
The social situation of the protagonist:
His best friend .... a hamster named [] does not have a social life exciting ... spends most of the day to care for its collections of soaps from hotels and bonsai. The only human friends are those that met via chat, an old man who taught him everything about bonsai and soaps from hotels and a girl in love with him (but not the first episode).
----> Step fundamental
It starts with waking up to the first day of school the description of the main character will aim to give a character from fighettone that will last until the first disaster caused by his classmates in the classroom .
representative of the Election Halloween High School
New Year (?)
Talent Scout
Day Trip end of year exams
Delivery diplomas
Day greetings to the final with fellow
It 's time for lunch ..... continue after
Mhhh well well this morning begin testing of the shonen manga-to-Syrio_ _GTR my favorite mangaka) (I hope it will come out and lasting collaboration profiqua: D. ... Well of course it will decide the title
Syrio for now we will call it code-named "Blush no more "... why this title? Mmmm ... well, because the manga will be a strange guy who will always be in the wrong place at the wrong time ...
Today we'll write a step-story, the setting (but are not technical terms invented by me hahahahah) and draw the characters' personalities Fundamental ...
Step-story:
The story will have a logical thread, and the stakes are substantially related to it, all will turn on the final year of high school star. The protagonist in this last year will more strongly in previous years to become known and researched some of his high school, many friends to get out of his solitude imposed by the target adolescent and finally find a girl.
The social situation of the protagonist:
His best friend .... a hamster named [] does not have a social life exciting ... spends most of the day to care for its collections of soaps from hotels and bonsai. The only human friends are those that met via chat, an old man who taught him everything about bonsai and soaps from hotels and a girl in love with him (but not the first episode).
----> Step fundamental
It starts with waking up to the first day of school the description of the main character will aim to give a character from fighettone that will last until the first disaster caused by his classmates in the classroom .
representative of the Election Halloween High School
New Year (?)
Talent Scout
Day Trip end of year exams
Delivery diplomas
Day greetings to the final with fellow
It 's time for lunch ..... continue after
Monday, September 3, 2007
Manhattanillesztőprogram
Waaaaaa AND .... I'm
What Fullmetal Alchemist character are you? - Http: \\ \\ www.fmaplanet.com
You are Edward Elric. Very loyal and honest, you do not care how you judge others (unless you are talking about your height). Are you pursuing an aim of doing everything to achieve it. Having trouble making friends and to be confident in the people, but once you become a disease a wonderful person, willing to do anything for friends. Sometimes you to easily irritable, and your excessive frankness can be mistaken for malice, but when not so. Ami tell it like it is. Take this quiz
!
Quizilla standing next to me ... It looks a bit! She has an account on livejournal! MA LOL! I thought there were not many people in Italy and write this blog-site, I think everybody tried hard to make their blog more msn-cool as possible ... but snubbing the others:) just
Mhhh release his post he is writing for 3 hours now ... :. D to add between friends.
What Fullmetal Alchemist character are you? - Http: \\ \\ www.fmaplanet.com
You are Edward Elric. Very loyal and honest, you do not care how you judge others (unless you are talking about your height). Are you pursuing an aim of doing everything to achieve it. Having trouble making friends and to be confident in the people, but once you become a disease a wonderful person, willing to do anything for friends. Sometimes you to easily irritable, and your excessive frankness can be mistaken for malice, but when not so. Ami tell it like it is. Take this quiz
!
Quizilla standing next to me ... It looks a bit! She has an account on livejournal! MA LOL! I thought there were not many people in Italy and write this blog-site, I think everybody tried hard to make their blog more msn-cool as possible ... but snubbing the others:) just
Mhhh release his post he is writing for 3 hours now ... :. D to add between friends.
What Does A Filling Cost
angelbrightwell @ 2007-09-03T12: 44:00
Well I guess the first part has not read any ... hehehehehe however, publish the second .... ------------------------------------------------ ----------------------->
I went to the church because it seemed the more hospitable place at that time, while the direction of greater quiet allowed me to think that I was not sure who I was although I was sure I was there, that somehow I was influencing the passage of time. I could feel the air on your skin sticky and my self suggested to me that those feelings I was trying, nobody else in my place. arrived in front of the portico of the church so I opened it enough to pass, I entered, even though I was not sure to be a Catholic I mentioned a bow and a sign of the cross in front of the crucifix placed on the wall before me, I sat on the bench to rest at last my weary limbs. My research had found a proper rest and the place where I was fully carried out the duty of contemplation, and so almost I found myself without wanting to ponder again what I was doing. I was looking for what would satisfy a sense of emptiness, helplessness and alienation from reality, but not reap the full reason for my suchen, but a burning sensation and anxiety pervaded the chest when I was pondering the problem to the attention of my brain . Surrounded myself not feel the approach of the priest who seemed to materialize from nowhere and just a faint but full of greeting his guest startled me, and so I noticed.
He was dressed in classic black clergy, was an anonymous figure that surely would not have remembered long after leaving that town.
Well I guess the first part has not read any ... hehehehehe however, publish the second .... ------------------------------------------------ ----------------------->
I went to the church because it seemed the more hospitable place at that time, while the direction of greater quiet allowed me to think that I was not sure who I was although I was sure I was there, that somehow I was influencing the passage of time. I could feel the air on your skin sticky and my self suggested to me that those feelings I was trying, nobody else in my place. arrived in front of the portico of the church so I opened it enough to pass, I entered, even though I was not sure to be a Catholic I mentioned a bow and a sign of the cross in front of the crucifix placed on the wall before me, I sat on the bench to rest at last my weary limbs. My research had found a proper rest and the place where I was fully carried out the duty of contemplation, and so almost I found myself without wanting to ponder again what I was doing. I was looking for what would satisfy a sense of emptiness, helplessness and alienation from reality, but not reap the full reason for my suchen, but a burning sensation and anxiety pervaded the chest when I was pondering the problem to the attention of my brain . Surrounded myself not feel the approach of the priest who seemed to materialize from nowhere and just a faint but full of greeting his guest startled me, and so I noticed.
He was dressed in classic black clergy, was an anonymous figure that surely would not have remembered long after leaving that town.
"I am the priest of this church, you are a foreigner?"
"Yes" I replied.
"I will not ask by what is' running away or what they are looking for, but I imagine that a bench is not the most comfortable place to rest."
I realized that I was finished with the first lie down on the bench where I sat, so I simply got up and gave me a shrug.
certainly did not seem to be something common in this town that a stranger came to find shelter, but I was reassured by the discretion that the priest offered me because I did not even know exactly what I was looking for or if I was actually running away.
not read many newspapers and so I was not aware of current events, but I knew it was not a peaceful period for humanity, for the statement that perhaps the priest did not seem very unusual.
"Forgive me for intruding curate, but did not know where else to go and view the church I took advantage of its silent invitation to enter to find refreshment
" That's why I leave the porch open ... "and with a slow movement gave me his back and beckoned me to follow him.
Saturday, September 1, 2007
New Games Like Fantage
Angel Brightwell Brightwell Tales Angel Tales
I still have not decided on a final title at least ... I just set a little plot of the story, did some drawing for better represent the environments and say the "moral of the story" for the rest is to write: P. .. the book 'a little advanced than I will publish from time to time ... obviously because I always have to read it again and correct the mistakes ...
Here is the beginning:
The eye patch and a gust of hot wind that made me tear the other eye only allowed me to distinguish the sections of the trail he was running. I got a good point, but more hidden object by looking at the end of my journey as I felt I did not know what is looming ahead and a sense of oppression and confusion made me harder the rest of the journey.
The twigs of the mountain swayed to the sultry sound of the lament of the wind shook the branches of higher trees, but the desire to reach the goal agonist and still unknown, he encouraged me to tackle the sense of mental cloudiness clouding his mind and I tried to take me back on my feet certainly more reliable than those taken, but also less happy than I could make once quenched the desire that I felt right in the gut.
proceeded to stagger not conscious of what I had around, just trying to focus on the path traced by the soil was not beaten that I noticed no one was trampled by at least lately, so that seemed to draw them my way. The senses were all
collected on my goal and just the hassle procuratomi made me notice the humming and moaning around me who do not pay attention, however, could not stop, and I just had nowhere to go but forward.
Scortomi by a large boulder that appeared to be the back of a giant beast with the ancestral coat made of moss soaked by a frost that made the support very slippery, I saw down in the valley is a typical mountain village with its cottages with fireplace and dipping roof covering the city center headed by a typical country church.
decided that maybe I could find relief there, so went down the slope and soon reached the entrance to the Alpine town. The area of the leaden
valley made it a surreal city and the shadows that were built on the inner walls of the houses looked like ghosts at last in their natural habitat.
I still have not decided on a final title at least ... I just set a little plot of the story, did some drawing for better represent the environments and say the "moral of the story" for the rest is to write: P. .. the book 'a little advanced than I will publish from time to time ... obviously because I always have to read it again and correct the mistakes ...
Here is the beginning:
The eye patch and a gust of hot wind that made me tear the other eye only allowed me to distinguish the sections of the trail he was running. I got a good point, but more hidden object by looking at the end of my journey as I felt I did not know what is looming ahead and a sense of oppression and confusion made me harder the rest of the journey.
The twigs of the mountain swayed to the sultry sound of the lament of the wind shook the branches of higher trees, but the desire to reach the goal agonist and still unknown, he encouraged me to tackle the sense of mental cloudiness clouding his mind and I tried to take me back on my feet certainly more reliable than those taken, but also less happy than I could make once quenched the desire that I felt right in the gut.
proceeded to stagger not conscious of what I had around, just trying to focus on the path traced by the soil was not beaten that I noticed no one was trampled by at least lately, so that seemed to draw them my way. The senses were all
collected on my goal and just the hassle procuratomi made me notice the humming and moaning around me who do not pay attention, however, could not stop, and I just had nowhere to go but forward.
Scortomi by a large boulder that appeared to be the back of a giant beast with the ancestral coat made of moss soaked by a frost that made the support very slippery, I saw down in the valley is a typical mountain village with its cottages with fireplace and dipping roof covering the city center headed by a typical country church.
decided that maybe I could find relief there, so went down the slope and soon reached the entrance to the Alpine town. The area of the leaden
valley made it a surreal city and the shadows that were built on the inner walls of the houses looked like ghosts at last in their natural habitat.
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