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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.