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Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Wood Bench Blue Prints A Conjecture Halloween
you; techniques Vampire "by Anne Rice (Sorry Mrs. Rice, but did not want to put Edward xDDD), George of" Being Human "(BBC) and Lily Luna Potter" Harry Potter "(JK- Genius-Rowling). And bleeeeergh -.- I was weird, especially the end. Well, you see if you like. OHGODQUÉPARIDA.
And yes, I know it is canonically Lily Luna xx three years now, but I could not resist. Guidelines
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When Sheldon Cooper said no, that was the definitive answer. And there was nothing that Penny could do, so Leonard could blackmail ever made him change his mind. -I honestly do not know what I can see so banal a festival of seven seniors years. "I had very decent Penny said with a smile that was meant to be comprensiva." It is not has ever doubted your mental age, but I have to say I was expecting more of Leonard.
The fact that he was rejecting an opportunity to dress up and make fools were inadvertently news to his partner & nWhat's frightening the children in your costume of Venom? Leonard smiled, most of the time Halloween was not the Venom costume that scared the children and made them raise an eyebrow and run to the other side. Sheldon
hesitation seemed to second. And if he was more than a machine programmed to respond in a confused and selfish, Leonard was about to think that maybe he would have gone a little nostalgia. opened his mouth for a second, as if the words had left him for a moment.
madurado.- "I shrugged the man whopikachu wearing pajamas and despite being nearly thirty and was still using toothpaste tutti frutti flavor.
-In India. He raised his hand Pitri We Raj.-Paksha, and it is impossible to refuse to celebrate it but your ancestors pass through your door and you will eat your soul at night. "A very scientific standpoint, from Later.-Leonard raised his eyebrows.
"And it's precisely why you Indians are as they are, but I as a being of supreme race humans are PhD graduates, sorry Howard, I do not believe at this point view lógica. lacking up-Sheldon NARiz and sat in his room with a bowl of cereal in a very dignified.
- What are you talking about, guys? "Penny walked through the door and instantly the mouth of a very angry Raj slammed shut. "From the horrible tendency of mankind to use Halloween as an excuse to dress up as sluts women and men of non-existent mythological creatures that glow in the BLACKOUT" explained Sheldon, wondering for the umpteenth why that time hopelessly stupid blonde neighbor would have the terrible habit of getting in without knocking.
- Huh? "Pursed Pennor Cooper. They asked again what they were doing there. -Bazzinga. "he finally said with satisfaction. Penny frowned, an idea planted there between your two eyes, and opened his mouth because he was not normally accustomed to receiving these ideas. But it was something so evil that he decided not to give too much importance. Sheldon was, after all. All were destined to bear that.
While Leonard and Howard talked about his ingenious disguises and Raj nodded vehemently, Sheldon decided to make one last comment. The straw that would fill the glass.
-Ast tell me, what are you going to dress up this year? "she whispered, with no malice in his eyes distilling .- police did with infinite sexual potential or nurse to perform duties list intercourse? So he thought was a silly peasant and was very mature for not believing in fairy tales or not wanting to have fun on a Saturday night, right?. Then she knew better than that, and just the fact of being in his day was not going put up with the superiority of Sheldon. Acumulacióny was perhaps the accumulation of everything. It was just disrespectful.
I had been too.
-
was a terrible night of October. In those terrible nights where it was so cold that Dr. Sheldon Cooper even contemplated returning home Texas natural, just before full house repent for that kind of thinking rugged. It was terrifying, of course, and if indeed that was that it was Halloween, I could not deny that he was probably having the most horrible night of her life now that such thoughts assailed him every few minutes.
was now the last remaining in the building. Well, you're always the last when there is a first. Dr. Cooper was that room & amp; iacute; to overtime offered to take a Saturday afternoon at work. And now that the concierge was almost kicked out of his job and saw his passion diminished by broom filled with alcohol on his socks wet, resigned to return home by bus and that his supposed friend Leonard RIEF Hofstadter had resigned to seek a night when everyone was at a party bigger than the other. Indeed
Halloween
loved the nerds. And if they were your friends even more. It was the best excuse to look natural and bring out the obsessions. That night, Howard was hoping to get a girlfriend you're a fan of Battlestar Galactica to be seen as Kaistentes and bright vampire books.
And yes, I know it is canonically Lily Luna xx three years now, but I could not resist. Guidelines
challenge "History must be based on" A Christmas Carol "by Charles Dickens, but that rather Halloween-themed Christmas. "It must focus on
When Sheldon Cooper said no, that was the definitive answer. And there was nothing that Penny could do, so Leonard could blackmail ever made him change his mind. -I honestly do not know what I can see so banal a festival of seven seniors years. "I had very decent Penny said with a smile that was meant to be comprensiva." It is not has ever doubted your mental age, but I have to say I was expecting more of Leonard. The fact that he was rejecting an opportunity to dress up and make fools were inadvertently news to his partner & nWhat's frightening the children in your costume of Venom? Leonard smiled, most of the time Halloween was not the Venom costume that scared the children and made them raise an eyebrow and run to the other side. Sheldon
hesitation seemed to second. And if he was more than a machine programmed to respond in a confused and selfish, Leonard was about to think that maybe he would have gone a little nostalgia. opened his mouth for a second, as if the words had left him for a moment.
madurado.- "I shrugged the man whopikachu wearing pajamas and despite being nearly thirty and was still using toothpaste tutti frutti flavor.
-In India. He raised his hand Pitri We Raj.-Paksha, and it is impossible to refuse to celebrate it but your ancestors pass through your door and you will eat your soul at night. "A very scientific standpoint, from Later.-Leonard raised his eyebrows.
"And it's precisely why you Indians are as they are, but I as a being of supreme race humans are PhD graduates, sorry Howard, I do not believe at this point view lógica. lacking up-Sheldon NARiz and sat in his room with a bowl of cereal in a very dignified.
- What are you talking about, guys? "Penny walked through the door and instantly the mouth of a very angry Raj slammed shut. "From the horrible tendency of mankind to use Halloween as an excuse to dress up as sluts women and men of non-existent mythological creatures that glow in the BLACKOUT" explained Sheldon, wondering for the umpteenth why that time hopelessly stupid blonde neighbor would have the terrible habit of getting in without knocking.
- Huh? "Pursed Pennor Cooper. They asked again what they were doing there. -Bazzinga. "he finally said with satisfaction. Penny frowned, an idea planted there between your two eyes, and opened his mouth because he was not normally accustomed to receiving these ideas. But it was something so evil that he decided not to give too much importance. Sheldon was, after all. All were destined to bear that.
While Leonard and Howard talked about his ingenious disguises and Raj nodded vehemently, Sheldon decided to make one last comment. The straw that would fill the glass.
-Ast tell me, what are you going to dress up this year? "she whispered, with no malice in his eyes distilling .- police did with infinite sexual potential or nurse to perform duties list intercourse? So he thought was a silly peasant and was very mature for not believing in fairy tales or not wanting to have fun on a Saturday night, right?. Then she knew better than that, and just the fact of being in his day was not going put up with the superiority of Sheldon. Acumulacióny was perhaps the accumulation of everything. It was just disrespectful.
I had been too.
-
was a terrible night of October. In those terrible nights where it was so cold that Dr. Sheldon Cooper even contemplated returning home Texas natural, just before full house repent for that kind of thinking rugged. It was terrifying, of course, and if indeed that was that it was Halloween, I could not deny that he was probably having the most horrible night of her life now that such thoughts assailed him every few minutes.
was now the last remaining in the building. Well, you're always the last when there is a first. Dr. Cooper was that room & amp; iacute; to overtime offered to take a Saturday afternoon at work. And now that the concierge was almost kicked out of his job and saw his passion diminished by broom filled with alcohol on his socks wet, resigned to return home by bus and that his supposed friend Leonard RIEF Hofstadter had resigned to seek a night when everyone was at a party bigger than the other. Indeed
Halloween
loved the nerds. And if they were your friends even more. It was the best excuse to look natural and bring out the obsessions. That night, Howard was hoping to get a girlfriend you're a fan of Battlestar Galactica to be seen as Kaistentes and bright vampire books.
Sheldon Cooper was too much for that kind of cultural traditions that were more medieval than anything else, and now he always looked ahead, wondering what would be when she grew up.
was at that point while traveling on the street towards the bus station. When he saw the first appearance that night it would undoubtedly spooky.
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was at that point while traveling on the street towards the bus station. When he saw the first appearance that night it would undoubtedly spooky.
-
Penny did not know what had convinced him to do that. Although now that I looked better, it was true that Penny could convencerland of anything at any time. The situation was undoubtedly more difficult when it came to Howard, and promised him no sex, and Raj, when he was forced to look into her eyes. Yet Leonard had convinced them. was not as if they had other options that were not say yes to a pretty girl. And anyway, it would be fun. Although Sheldon enteraríay probably disown them, they could try and buy lots of makeup at Walgreens. So they could at least win something.
"It's something I need hacer." I had said Penny, while termeguntándose why this proud man was not running.
As he sinned also a superb absolute fact derived from after having been directly or indirectly proclaimed king of the vampires, known to recognize the pride when he saw her. And at that moment, as he finished with that delicious meal that had once been a young victim of her charms, she noticed peculiar that the man who dressed as a boy of twelve, stood recti , simo and looked at him condescendingly, completely denied its existence.
was a matter of a moment to read her mind and realize that that person,for when they pass in front of Sheldon. He adjusted his black velvet cape and Victorian lover's neck, she wondered if she should have brought some ketchup to simulate blood, or being paralyzed with fear his odious friend does not lend atenció , na such trifles.
- Do you put the tusks? "Whispered his girlfriend with that little tone of voice very special little girl.
Shit. He recalled that he had saved somewhere, but did not know where. And he was not worthy to be called Count Dracula rummaging through the black bag he had hidden in a skiplace rapidly transformed, and that, precisely in the center of the city where the event had been caught off guard that would be difficult to find. George
cursed himself again and again. How would he have missed? He had been three years so that was not his style. That was not his style at all. Never should have left Bristol. Never, never, never. And now the burden of responsibility fell suddenly upon him, when he started to get dark and it was agreed in the middle of a coffee would be a full moon that night. CHC
"Definitely I have not heard anything from disused places in this vicinity, would have to ask in more detail in Google Maps or some software parecido.-so strange he replied without blinking. - Still, it's a curious question to do ....
"Yeah, well ... really, any place inhabited rushed me serviría.-George said, interrupting him in a way that made Sheldon puckering for such lack of attention to his person .- A forest ... a house ... Anything
serve him in truth, but that person, who looked more like, To an alien that a person did not seem eager to cooperate.
"That is certainly something strange to tell a complete UNKNOWN., loudly answered in indignation.
"Well, you see ... I'm embarrassed. Really there is nothing to ...? .- Said quickly, as he felt the first spasm of pain that brought her transformation, minutes before she had calculated.
-Maldita Sea-shrieked in despair. There was not much longer and would have run if I wanted that this should become a massacre in downtown Pasadena. CHTMLX
C - What? "Said Sheldon, not wanting to admit that in addition was a bit scared annoyed.
"Shit, shit, shit, sorry, I have to irme. The young man raised his hands to his head and looked frantically at the glass door to the street that was not supposed .- he must leave so early!
And Sheldon Cooper then turned to see the big, round moon, appearing in the sky like a sentence, only to turn his head towards his former companion and realizing he had gone complete.
He almost shrugged, but pront it did not seem natural. It was a little doubt had been planted inside and did not know how to get rid of it. Decided to quietly recite pi to the number eighty-one to be completely calm, when he saw someone I knew sitting at the bar.
- Leonard "I cried, though he had nearby. Leonard
turn seemed a strange mixture between mat and spaghetti bolognese, with his face painted brown and the supposed werewolf hair poking all parts of the body. People in the cafeteria kept throwing glances bizarras and that made him sweat more nervous, and therefore the newly improvised costume piquin give him even more.
As he saw his roommate tried to hide, but to no avail, because at that time Sheldon approached him with a look feverish and completely ignoring their strange clothing.
- Can you believe it? Someone was completely interested in convincing me, a complete stranger, the existence of werewolves! Leonard
not know what to say so I said nothing as almost missed Sheldon foaming at the mouthindignation.
- and did not even have lupus! Unprofessional how to change my beliefs. Frankly, Halloween is a night where people sick with various psychosomatic disorders goes for a walk and so cliche howling at the moon.
"Yes. Definitely increíble. Leonard muttered, while his friend lay in eternal monologue relating the position of the moon, strangely medieval legends and Pascal's Triangle.
Sheldon asked for a cup of hot chocolate to calm their emotions, and then his mate pens &; Oacute; for the umpteenth time that day, and under this disguise of a bear underdeveloped that this would be a long night.
-
The holidays were being more fun than I expected. Lily Luna Potter loved the feeling of being a complete unknown, lost in that city-state Unidense, whose father did not leave in the stamps of chocolate frogs and where people pointed down the street by his mischievous red hair.
had been no doubt a good graduation gift from his father, sending her to make a couple of jobs with the Ministry of Magic gringo, and happened to know a foreign country where everyoneIvert muggles those that considered it a "tribute" to the witches with pointy hats and ghosts of sheets. He wore his special camera to take pictures and laugh at home that everything was wrong and what could be politically incorrect non-magical people sometimes. Especially those doodles derogatory elves put families to decorate the window, would remove all possible outrage Aunt Hermione and the evening worthwhile.
The day had been one of the best, though he was single and after two weekss there he had begun to hit the nostalgia. Extrañay had bought lots of clothes with bright colors and had eaten a hamburger he had known street Gloria. Besides what they called bus (which was not specifically the night owl), which was a surprisingly slow rate, had a wonderful environmental tune up for the lack of space and violations bubbles personal space every time they crossed to one side.
"Excuse me, He suddenly pulled it from their thoughts a man of unusual appearance and mannerisms even stranger .- Your I-phone or third generation ´, n is emitting sound waves strong as the spring of Vivaldi.
To all these the redhead said as he would have a normal human.
- "What," replied, her green eyes shining under her eyebrows.
And Sheldon Cooper could not help but think how curious it was that he had met with two Britons, the same Diaye fifteen minutes between each, but the music was driving him crazy, so hastened to explain why his phone had been ringing three minutes without sounding condescending, find a way entendible.
"Your phone is ringing, and if it is likely that you attend social archetypes instituted, the person so interested in contact you feel ofendida." He said with an attempt to smile, others false.
She blinked her blue eyes do not fully understand until Sheldon pointed to the bulge in your pocket sound. Finally colored his face brightened.
- Ah, understood, pulling the razor from his pocket .- Is this thing? There
Sheldon you were about to syncope. The girl, because they must spend twenty toDavia, was at least one minute trying to figure out how to answer the call, a moment of terror for Dr. Cooper, who was about to rip off the phone with your hands. At last, when his Machiavellian plan to attend and she was about to be started, the girl said, more by accident than anything else.
- Yes? Dad? "Said a voice cry after infer that surely must put that unit in the oído." Not so good.
entire bus was shocked by the sound of the voice of the redhead. And some old twins commented something about "the kidstoday. " Sheldon does not. Sheldon looked at her with a raised eyebrow, listening to perfection the voice of the man who seemed to speak with her by cell phone.
"You have to yell so much, Lily, I hear you perfectly"
At that time, the call Lily decided to get away from him as to keep up appearances. Still, he continued to hear his answer, now instead of voice made cry, was downgraded to a voice all quite high.
- Why'd you have given me this thing? We could have spoken better when he gotthe hotel.
"No." He answered after a while .- Do not have a fireplace. Ya. I understand.
Sheldon asked if they still exist somewhere in Pasadena that had a fireplace. Of course, what should be common where it came from the girl, but the father hopes that the hotel had chimney was truly weird. And it was strange for a topic of conversation even for someone like him.
"Everything's fine, really. It's all so distinto. He heard the girl say excited .- No. I have not yet found. I was told I had to play the source with the wand. At that mo
annoyed. And just when Sheldon had decided that there was nothing more than to hear that conversation so boring. She opened her mouth to let out the golden words:
-By the way, someone you know will know where to buy powder flu around here? Sheldon
felt his mouth go down but did nothing about it. Suddenly he noticed better in the girl, dressed in a bizarre yet to be English and even to be a fashion victim. It was as if it were not for this world ... and it really was not.
- No? Good question. Well. CHTM
as his body was paralyzed in a state of total denial.
the end the girl dressed in a bizarre goodbye to him with a nod tried to get off the bus at the entrance, before realizing that the exit was right in front of her.
-
had decided that he would be the witch because Leonard was too much like Harry Potter and Howard was Jewish. And although the last claim was completely logical, Raj had finished saying so, because he had been unable to say no when Penny is lor specifically requested.
wore looking for a couple of minutes the scene unfolding before their eyes, not believing what was happening. And although the fake beard glued down it was taking off, and his coat of stars given smelled a stench, not only had fun at first but now he could not blink. Especially when the redhead had left the bus taking the fun and exclamations of "Muggle" that was all. Sheldon
quickly turned towards him, without questioning for a second why there was sustainedmp; iacute; to cease to annoy him, he was sure, but I could never live with himself again. I wanted to sink between his sheets of Green Lantern and call his mother to sing him Soft Kittie, because it could not really be happening.
would have to take some tea, calm down, perhaps to open its first print copy of the Superman comic kept only on special occasions to calm down.
closed his eyes and breathed slowly as he would have the master Yoda. It was all a lie, he smiled. And then spent a while in the Sheldon world where everything was perfect. It iute, he did not know what they were talking. Anyway, it was like I understood their problems for 75% of the time.
"More ..." He broke the line of thought .- Leonard is having a good time together. Raj
meant something and quickly approached Howard's ear, but he quickly rejected by a withering look of Penny.
"No need to really believe in that," He added Howard, repeating the line perfectly Penny had given him .- But we thought maybe we'd want to accompany , even for the team.
But ShelTeenage Witch, no doubt.
Perhaps at that Halloween had always believed without even knowing it. Although the people that went round were not spectacular beings from another galaxy, at least able to claim a couple of notions comment bazzingas and extremely useful for the survival of the human race as why Hulk was green or why people prefer Star Wars to Star Strek.
"And if you scold, you can do with total libertad." said Leonard, and if looks could kill in a parallel universe, would surely have fallen down on the ground .- I hear.
"No." Sheldon smiled Coopereu was able to give you the reason so easily, and now at least conocíay accepted a little more, witches, vampires and werewolves included.
"It's something I need hacer." I had said Penny, while termeguntándose why this proud man was not running.
As he sinned also a superb absolute fact derived from after having been directly or indirectly proclaimed king of the vampires, known to recognize the pride when he saw her. And at that moment, as he finished with that delicious meal that had once been a young victim of her charms, she noticed peculiar that the man who dressed as a boy of twelve, stood recti , simo and looked at him condescendingly, completely denied its existence.
was a matter of a moment to read her mind and realize that that person,for when they pass in front of Sheldon. He adjusted his black velvet cape and Victorian lover's neck, she wondered if she should have brought some ketchup to simulate blood, or being paralyzed with fear his odious friend does not lend atenció , na such trifles.
- Do you put the tusks? "Whispered his girlfriend with that little tone of voice very special little girl.
Shit. He recalled that he had saved somewhere, but did not know where. And he was not worthy to be called Count Dracula rummaging through the black bag he had hidden in a skiplace rapidly transformed, and that, precisely in the center of the city where the event had been caught off guard that would be difficult to find. George
cursed himself again and again. How would he have missed? He had been three years so that was not his style. That was not his style at all. Never should have left Bristol. Never, never, never. And now the burden of responsibility fell suddenly upon him, when he started to get dark and it was agreed in the middle of a coffee would be a full moon that night. CHC
"Definitely I have not heard anything from disused places in this vicinity, would have to ask in more detail in Google Maps or some software parecido.-so strange he replied without blinking. - Still, it's a curious question to do ....
"Yeah, well ... really, any place inhabited rushed me serviría.-George said, interrupting him in a way that made Sheldon puckering for such lack of attention to his person .- A forest ... a house ... Anything
serve him in truth, but that person, who looked more like, To an alien that a person did not seem eager to cooperate.
"That is certainly something strange to tell a complete UNKNOWN., loudly answered in indignation.
"Well, you see ... I'm embarrassed. Really there is nothing to ...? .- Said quickly, as he felt the first spasm of pain that brought her transformation, minutes before she had calculated.
-Maldita Sea-shrieked in despair. There was not much longer and would have run if I wanted that this should become a massacre in downtown Pasadena. CHTMLX
C - What? "Said Sheldon, not wanting to admit that in addition was a bit scared annoyed.
"Shit, shit, shit, sorry, I have to irme. The young man raised his hands to his head and looked frantically at the glass door to the street that was not supposed .- he must leave so early!
And Sheldon Cooper then turned to see the big, round moon, appearing in the sky like a sentence, only to turn his head towards his former companion and realizing he had gone complete.
He almost shrugged, but pront it did not seem natural. It was a little doubt had been planted inside and did not know how to get rid of it. Decided to quietly recite pi to the number eighty-one to be completely calm, when he saw someone I knew sitting at the bar.
- Leonard "I cried, though he had nearby. Leonard
turn seemed a strange mixture between mat and spaghetti bolognese, with his face painted brown and the supposed werewolf hair poking all parts of the body. People in the cafeteria kept throwing glances bizarras and that made him sweat more nervous, and therefore the newly improvised costume piquin give him even more.
As he saw his roommate tried to hide, but to no avail, because at that time Sheldon approached him with a look feverish and completely ignoring their strange clothing.
- Can you believe it? Someone was completely interested in convincing me, a complete stranger, the existence of werewolves! Leonard
not know what to say so I said nothing as almost missed Sheldon foaming at the mouthindignation.
- and did not even have lupus! Unprofessional how to change my beliefs. Frankly, Halloween is a night where people sick with various psychosomatic disorders goes for a walk and so cliche howling at the moon.
"Yes. Definitely increíble. Leonard muttered, while his friend lay in eternal monologue relating the position of the moon, strangely medieval legends and Pascal's Triangle.
Sheldon asked for a cup of hot chocolate to calm their emotions, and then his mate pens &; Oacute; for the umpteenth time that day, and under this disguise of a bear underdeveloped that this would be a long night.
-
The holidays were being more fun than I expected. Lily Luna Potter loved the feeling of being a complete unknown, lost in that city-state Unidense, whose father did not leave in the stamps of chocolate frogs and where people pointed down the street by his mischievous red hair.
had been no doubt a good graduation gift from his father, sending her to make a couple of jobs with the Ministry of Magic gringo, and happened to know a foreign country where everyoneIvert muggles those that considered it a "tribute" to the witches with pointy hats and ghosts of sheets. He wore his special camera to take pictures and laugh at home that everything was wrong and what could be politically incorrect non-magical people sometimes. Especially those doodles derogatory elves put families to decorate the window, would remove all possible outrage Aunt Hermione and the evening worthwhile.
The day had been one of the best, though he was single and after two weekss there he had begun to hit the nostalgia. Extrañay had bought lots of clothes with bright colors and had eaten a hamburger he had known street Gloria. Besides what they called bus (which was not specifically the night owl), which was a surprisingly slow rate, had a wonderful environmental tune up for the lack of space and violations bubbles personal space every time they crossed to one side.
"Excuse me, He suddenly pulled it from their thoughts a man of unusual appearance and mannerisms even stranger .- Your I-phone or third generation ´, n is emitting sound waves strong as the spring of Vivaldi.
To all these the redhead said as he would have a normal human.
- "What," replied, her green eyes shining under her eyebrows.
And Sheldon Cooper could not help but think how curious it was that he had met with two Britons, the same Diaye fifteen minutes between each, but the music was driving him crazy, so hastened to explain why his phone had been ringing three minutes without sounding condescending, find a way entendible.
"Your phone is ringing, and if it is likely that you attend social archetypes instituted, the person so interested in contact you feel ofendida." He said with an attempt to smile, others false.
She blinked her blue eyes do not fully understand until Sheldon pointed to the bulge in your pocket sound. Finally colored his face brightened.
- Ah, understood, pulling the razor from his pocket .- Is this thing? There
Sheldon you were about to syncope. The girl, because they must spend twenty toDavia, was at least one minute trying to figure out how to answer the call, a moment of terror for Dr. Cooper, who was about to rip off the phone with your hands. At last, when his Machiavellian plan to attend and she was about to be started, the girl said, more by accident than anything else.
- Yes? Dad? "Said a voice cry after infer that surely must put that unit in the oído." Not so good.
entire bus was shocked by the sound of the voice of the redhead. And some old twins commented something about "the kidstoday. " Sheldon does not. Sheldon looked at her with a raised eyebrow, listening to perfection the voice of the man who seemed to speak with her by cell phone.
"You have to yell so much, Lily, I hear you perfectly"
At that time, the call Lily decided to get away from him as to keep up appearances. Still, he continued to hear his answer, now instead of voice made cry, was downgraded to a voice all quite high.
- Why'd you have given me this thing? We could have spoken better when he gotthe hotel.
"No." He answered after a while .- Do not have a fireplace. Ya. I understand.
Sheldon asked if they still exist somewhere in Pasadena that had a fireplace. Of course, what should be common where it came from the girl, but the father hopes that the hotel had chimney was truly weird. And it was strange for a topic of conversation even for someone like him.
"Everything's fine, really. It's all so distinto. He heard the girl say excited .- No. I have not yet found. I was told I had to play the source with the wand. At that mo
annoyed. And just when Sheldon had decided that there was nothing more than to hear that conversation so boring. She opened her mouth to let out the golden words:
-By the way, someone you know will know where to buy powder flu around here? Sheldon
felt his mouth go down but did nothing about it. Suddenly he noticed better in the girl, dressed in a bizarre yet to be English and even to be a fashion victim. It was as if it were not for this world ... and it really was not.
- No? Good question. Well. CHTM
as his body was paralyzed in a state of total denial.
the end the girl dressed in a bizarre goodbye to him with a nod tried to get off the bus at the entrance, before realizing that the exit was right in front of her.
-
had decided that he would be the witch because Leonard was too much like Harry Potter and Howard was Jewish. And although the last claim was completely logical, Raj had finished saying so, because he had been unable to say no when Penny is lor specifically requested.
wore looking for a couple of minutes the scene unfolding before their eyes, not believing what was happening. And although the fake beard glued down it was taking off, and his coat of stars given smelled a stench, not only had fun at first but now he could not blink. Especially when the redhead had left the bus taking the fun and exclamations of "Muggle" that was all. Sheldon
quickly turned towards him, without questioning for a second why there was sustainedmp; iacute; to cease to annoy him, he was sure, but I could never live with himself again. I wanted to sink between his sheets of Green Lantern and call his mother to sing him Soft Kittie, because it could not really be happening.
would have to take some tea, calm down, perhaps to open its first print copy of the Superman comic kept only on special occasions to calm down.
closed his eyes and breathed slowly as he would have the master Yoda. It was all a lie, he smiled. And then spent a while in the Sheldon world where everything was perfect. It iute, he did not know what they were talking. Anyway, it was like I understood their problems for 75% of the time.
"More ..." He broke the line of thought .- Leonard is having a good time together. Raj
meant something and quickly approached Howard's ear, but he quickly rejected by a withering look of Penny.
"No need to really believe in that," He added Howard, repeating the line perfectly Penny had given him .- But we thought maybe we'd want to accompany , even for the team.
But ShelTeenage Witch, no doubt.
Perhaps at that Halloween had always believed without even knowing it. Although the people that went round were not spectacular beings from another galaxy, at least able to claim a couple of notions comment bazzingas and extremely useful for the survival of the human race as why Hulk was green or why people prefer Star Wars to Star Strek.
"And if you scold, you can do with total libertad." said Leonard, and if looks could kill in a parallel universe, would surely have fallen down on the ground .- I hear.
"No." Sheldon smiled Coopereu was able to give you the reason so easily, and now at least conocíay accepted a little more, witches, vampires and werewolves included.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Joseph Dolliver Lowell
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amandabeicker , with a couple of days late, Unacceptable: (. And it damn I do not know how I could miss. And then I'm here, hoping that this chorrific of my best all, you do not know how much I appreciate it as my first friend in the elejota and because although we do not know much, I know I can count on you and you know you can count me as a true friend. Thanks for everything, beautiful, and happy birthday (HYPER LATE!) & hearte; to armed around him.
For a few seconds, repeated itself in his mind that this should not be happening, and closed his eyes, because they simply did not believe and would not stand to see the faces of all when they found out. closed his eyes because he could surprise her more than any regret that he had begun to feel, and because he wanted to remember for a second, keeping it in his memory as a precious secret, as one who always was not a ghost of someone who did not return.
closed his eyes because he believed that the world may not continueas hallucinations wrap your head, I knew that this was not the right way of doing things.
I should have to have your baby in a hospital with his mother whispering words of encouragement in his ear, nervous with her boyfriend on the other side of the door, saving you a nurse plastic pain. He ought to be. Some parents waiting for their new baby on the other side of the door. A flight that had arrived safe destination. A nightmare that never happened. That was not fair. I had never been fair under the circumstances less. He wondered if he'll want & iaand, inside, trying to hold on to what once had been, important jobs, work, family. Trying to keep everything fresh in the memory because most were confident that never again.
Because some of them had died that day of the accident and now they were only shadows. Because they had something from the beginning. Yet she did not. Because she had nothing and now I found everything.
For in that Aaron had begun to grow within it, millions of expectations had been complicit in their dreams lost in childhood, and then room & iacutee; an been severed, one by one. Had come to believe that after giving her child up for adoption, there would be nothing to her. Because his family was broken, his work was nothing, her happiness was just a void where once there was love.
And there had ended, with people just destroyed her. With fugitives, with torturers, with lucky with alcoholics, criminals, desperate, ... with drug addicts, people who had nothing and had always wanted everything. Was over there filling a void in an unexpected way, because he had discovered that she may not need to bemp; eacute; l. Because he had been there just a second. Because now everything was unfair. Because he had survived because he had learned not to fear, had learned to trust again. And now he was caught. Now Aaron will never remember, now, that island would swallow her womb, its history, as he did with anyone who stepped on wrong, and came to think that there could more.
Because the tears would not come out and because he wanted now was screaming and shouting with all their might. But Aaron was therewho had died as a hero, with all the strength she had always known he was capable. Because had died in a second, and would be nothing. And soon no one will remember or say his name and his spirit would be lost in silence. Except for her, because when the world trembled she called in a whisper, because he had protected and had remembered it when everyone was on his own, and now she owes , aa it exactly that reason. would call his name, and contemplate the stars, and seek her hand and
amandabeicker , with a couple of days late, Unacceptable: (. And it damn I do not know how I could miss. And then I'm here, hoping that this chorrific of my best all, you do not know how much I appreciate it as my first friend in the elejota and because although we do not know much, I know I can count on you and you know you can count me as a true friend. Thanks for everything, beautiful, and happy birthday (HYPER LATE!) & hearte; to armed around him. For a few seconds, repeated itself in his mind that this should not be happening, and closed his eyes, because they simply did not believe and would not stand to see the faces of all when they found out. closed his eyes because he could surprise her more than any regret that he had begun to feel, and because he wanted to remember for a second, keeping it in his memory as a precious secret, as one who always was not a ghost of someone who did not return.
closed his eyes because he believed that the world may not continueas hallucinations wrap your head, I knew that this was not the right way of doing things.
I should have to have your baby in a hospital with his mother whispering words of encouragement in his ear, nervous with her boyfriend on the other side of the door, saving you a nurse plastic pain. He ought to be. Some parents waiting for their new baby on the other side of the door. A flight that had arrived safe destination. A nightmare that never happened. That was not fair. I had never been fair under the circumstances less. He wondered if he'll want & iaand, inside, trying to hold on to what once had been, important jobs, work, family. Trying to keep everything fresh in the memory because most were confident that never again.
Because some of them had died that day of the accident and now they were only shadows. Because they had something from the beginning. Yet she did not. Because she had nothing and now I found everything.
For in that Aaron had begun to grow within it, millions of expectations had been complicit in their dreams lost in childhood, and then room & iacutee; an been severed, one by one. Had come to believe that after giving her child up for adoption, there would be nothing to her. Because his family was broken, his work was nothing, her happiness was just a void where once there was love.
And there had ended, with people just destroyed her. With fugitives, with torturers, with lucky with alcoholics, criminals, desperate, ... with drug addicts, people who had nothing and had always wanted everything. Was over there filling a void in an unexpected way, because he had discovered that she may not need to bemp; eacute; l. Because he had been there just a second. Because now everything was unfair. Because he had survived because he had learned not to fear, had learned to trust again. And now he was caught. Now Aaron will never remember, now, that island would swallow her womb, its history, as he did with anyone who stepped on wrong, and came to think that there could more.
Because the tears would not come out and because he wanted now was screaming and shouting with all their might. But Aaron was therewho had died as a hero, with all the strength she had always known he was capable. Because had died in a second, and would be nothing. And soon no one will remember or say his name and his spirit would be lost in silence. Except for her, because when the world trembled she called in a whisper, because he had protected and had remembered it when everyone was on his own, and now she owes , aa it exactly that reason. would call his name, and contemplate the stars, and seek her hand and
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
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Saturday, October 16, 2010
Simpsons Of Chest Infection
Yes, what they heard. Here is a second part of this epic-crash-self-induced-fiestadelcrack!, Just for you.
And I'm back from my hiatus! Yeeeeeih! Now I can re-entries spammed with nonsense and fangirl number. Life is life. Shit happens in between. I want ♥
Fandom: Merlin
Category: One-Shot took epic proportions and had to be accommodated in chapters xD
Words: 9619 (for now ...)
Gender: Comedy, Adventure, Comedy of intrigue, with small dabs of drama, because I'm a drama queen.
Characters: Hints Morgana / Merlin, Merlin / Arthur. Merlin and Morgana basically entangled in time and temporary spaces thanks to a spell that went wrong. And Nimueh. And Uther. And possibly Morgause.
Warnings: Spoilers the first two seasons of Merlin, at least. And crack. Much crack.
Notes: not to be taken very seriously
First Party Second Party:
Suddenly the streets of Camelot in the past did not seem so lovely. While giving full walls that in the future should not beand stick-throwing magic balls or stones or re-enhanced metal stuff or something. They would not stop to find out.
Shit. They were now in a closed street, and those strange men who do not see the eyes they are fiercely targeted approach.
That was the time in which any pursuer would like to say the sentence, or show off for having been caught, or perhaps take a discursillo of those to which the villains were just as prone (because they had to be villains , right?), but the silence corpse that was buried between them and their opponents made him think that those must haveIan witnessed a magic so strong for someone so cheerful, even among themselves.
Morgana nodded quickly because the way they looked at her and was going to be uncomfortable. Merlin suddenly closed a mouth that did not know you had open.
- Where are we? "Asked the witch, quickly taking over the situation.
Nimueh benevolence and looked at the magician looked around. There was an inch of wall that were not dealt with magical room where they had come to stop. Books, Pergamuminos, flasks, potions, guts, cages of live animals, plants, pots, carpets with great properties, candles, sing song, stuffed critters and bright powders.
"This is where I live. They will be seguros.-spoke so slow and velvety, while I watched with infinite understanding cariñoy .- The door has a charm against external forces.
took a breath for a second and peered into their faces, still disturbed by so much emotion and that seemed to look with much curiosity.
- which means they can only go in if I let entrar.-explained below whileas his eyes glowed .- Although we already know you. Merlin
wondered exactly how would she know they were magic without knowing their names. It was a capability that could be easily seen, he knew firsthand that hides his secret had been half a lifetime. But soon the answer became clear.
- Why were they pursuing the knights of the time? - He said it without malice, just curious, as I was grabbing a stool lined with grass and watched them indagante.
-Con that were ... "Merlin whispered to himself, although allI listen.
- Are ... travelers? He asked Nimueh ignoring him and uttered the last word with a special tone, as if he had a taste for the forbidden.
Then everything made sense. Nimueh why they had been protected. Why it had taken an interest. They were pursued by the knights of the time. Morgana for trying to kill Uther, crushed him for a butterfly, two events that interrupted the continuity of time "horribly." So Nimueh had known what they were, knew they were witches out of the normhad broken that taboo of time travel, and their dreamy eyes, full of admiration were but consequences of it.
Before any of them, what impact would think in the future would have met Nimueh before it was a dangerous witch, each answered your question quickly. -Yes
muttered Morgana, united in brotherly love with its predecessor in terms of making life miserable Uther was.
"No." replied Merlin while trying to save another paradox similar to the butterfly and even make matters worse. CH
r, but still said nothing as he jumped from one side to another cheerfully and offered something to eat. And if there was anything that would give more hunger to be pursued in the distant past by the Knights of the time, allied with your worst enemy, Merlin did not know him. Not yet, for now.
-
was something strange look again to a person they believed dead. And if it was in the past even more. Nimueh should have suspected when the two young people took away the sight of him and blinked as she recounted the interesting story of the son of a botanist at the corner, but gave no indication of thisn as the witch had to go do some shopping ... you guessed it, the botanist of the corner.
Morgana smiled.
"I wonder if it would be so nice if you knew that you are who mata." answered Merlin bright eyes and grimaced.
-
"So ... so I guess you two are hechiceros.-heard his hostess say excitedly, while rummaging through books Nimueh between something that might be useful. The disorder was not normal there.
A Merlin a shiver down her spine, by the way you say dand the witch, shouting, screaming, and without any subtlety, while aerated most distinguished public secret to his cluttered den. Morgana
weighed the statement could be said that they were sorcerers when neither had magic now and the most you were able to do was to sound the crickets?
- Can you help then finish preparing my hepimog elixir?
The two time travelers crossed eyes. There was nothing special to prepare an elixir, life insurance, or infatuation, or whatever you wanted Nimueh. But the fact that it was of hepimog, one andspecie of magical creature in the form of rabbit completely extinct in the future, he would open them eyes with something like curiosity in one case, and greed in another.
At least if you were stuck there, would like to learn a little.
first learned that the son of botanist named Gaius and Merlin spat a bit of lunch on the nose. Secondly, that this elixir of true love was for him. And thirdly, that the jaws of biting hepimogs they were using. According Nimueh, the potion would be so effective that it was worth every bites. For itsposition, she was not responsible for them out teeth.
the witch, while she crush the remaining spices, see how they bustled between the two, with only hands and fingers to get them out one by one all the molars, and as a good observer who was your question, rather was a certainty, not long in coming: "They have
magia. smiled .- the spell went wrong, no? Morgana
suddenly sank into the deep pit of shame, her lips pursed and his cheeks were stained, so it was Merlin who had to answer for it with a barely perceptible nod. CHTM
in ... "Her voice was becoming increasingly Low." Books and sorcerers who have tried, under the table, of course ... because they know that this is the only kind of magic has been banned ... ...
say No. They knew that the prohibition of magic had begun there. And if he had done must have been for a reason. Still, that did not care at that time that had remained static Nimueh hoping to continue with their predictions. It seemed a little unsure of whether to say what was on his mind, and Merlin and Morgana are suddenly fearedhow their situation could worsen.
for the cosmos apparently was not enough to be pursued by the knights of the time, having killed a butterfly and star have changed the order of the universe, make friends with one of the greatest wizards of all time, yes, there has killed with his own hands and do it all with his worst enemy. No. It seemed that as soon as he was, would never be enough.
"I do not describe exactamente.-Nimueh tried to downplay, but still, the low tone with which he pronounced his words predicted fatalidad." It's like a huge white space as &
is ... Delete? What the hell did that mean exactly? The two enemies stared, joined now by one thing, consternation about what the future held, somewhat ironic due to the fact that they were time travelers, after all.
"But ... it has a solution.
Nimueh words were almost like a poem in which both were embedded. Frantic, hungry for more, full of ideas to a lesser extent desmoralizacióny desesperacióny hope now was filled for a second.
"What ...C-It was quickly answered, stone-Morgana, dancing in his hands .- The Fandorin stone.
- Fandorin's stone, "Merlin turned to her impressed.
- Where did you get? "Muttered indignantly, wondering where Morgan would have gotten the rock legend, myth best kept secret of the Druid priests of Gaul. That it had been that poo brown boulder he had used in its thermal bath. Why there was no longer ask how much power he had left something so small.
-Heritagefamiliar.-witch muttered, refusing to look at him, before setting their full attention on a Nimueh seemed ecstatic. What
family heritage, or eight rooms. Had stolen from somewhere, or have bought a very expensive price. Have killed, blackmailed and charmed more than one, that Merlin was completely safe.
And all the properties of the stone, he thought desperately. The so-called "flame of peace" in the hands of that terrible poor whose highest aspiration was to kill cruelly-novalelapena-Uther Pendragon. & Ikkeshstant easy. Morgana smiled with satisfaction, before he has a glance at Merlin, who really had no idea where the stone could be Fandorin at that time.
-
- Can you pass me the aberrations?
Morgana looked up from the book of runes that had been stuck the last hours in his vain attempt to find some clue to where the stone could be found in that period time.
She had been last seen in the year 455 in Constantinople, and if they had to travel to Constantinople to, Merlin, as he lowered his gaze. No. There had been enemies ever since. In that she was wrong.
The magician looked in his eyes who always found that loophole, that color family telling him that this was Morgan le Fay, Morgana it five years ago, and she was disarmed by a second, before closing eyes and reloading your posture. It was already hopeless.
Merlin sighed and looked at him significantly.
Oh no. They came back, eyes closed Morgana rummaging inside a little patience. No speech. Do not think she could cope against Nimueh, that and go &
The witch continued hopping from his hiding place, humming a love song that belonged only to her and the son of the botanist. Merlin shrugged again and tried to follow, without thinking too much about what he meant to say Nimueh with that. After all, he had more important things that focus.
-
- What is it? "He said cheerfully, ignoring the choking which instantly threw his guests .- The future, I say.
But there was no need clarification. Merlin and Morgana and both were in their seats, watchingthe simple bowl of soup Nimueh had offered before leaving with a languid look. Morgana
bit her lip and look crystal Merlin suddenly clamped down and became a total guilt. If something could have hurt more than menacing strike Morgana had sat under the table, was the possibility of having to talk to Nimueh their future.
course omit certain parts (as it could have indicated he was having dinner with his murderer), but still, it was still truly painful to tell someone how everything was going to fret. CHore do a spell to see, I never had enough valor.-clarified then, without giving them time to send a look full of compassion .- You need a powerful magic, you know?
Maybe that's why they looked as if they were the messiah incarnate, Morgan thought, but did not.
"Yeah, well ..." Merlin answered ambiguously, when the silence was even more uncomfortable.
- What is Uther the king? "Continued the young sorceress with enthusiasm .- Your wedding is next week.
I keep pronouncing the last sentence cirse herself reflected in that poor deluded, and knowing what would happen to her, his good wishes, and the future of magic in Camelot.
-Yes-Merlin said quickly before his companion had time to say nada. "Very good, very ... kind.
-Nimueh.-Morgana looked at exalted, sister to sister, persecuted persecuted in desperate desperate .- Do not do business with ...
The kick came as a fireball and he bowed to Morgana pain, again recalling his post. They could not change anything. It was extremely dangerous. They did not want to change anything. And yet everythingor seemed so unfair. Her tears were suddenly not only pain, but of pure horror and anger.
- "Who?" Murmured Nimueh not understand much.
Merlin shook his head before standing up from his place at the table. Although unwilling to admit, he did not like that. They could save a lot of pain, many deaths in just a second, just an observation. But it was too dangerous. "We should
irnos." He said before being thwarted in their area of morality exacerbated .- We should start looking for the stone. Morgana
stood behindEly Nimueh said goodbye with a hug. Her lips pursed in a grimace of disappointment accompanied him back to the street and met again helplessly, not knowing how to begin to pursue and achieve their missions. Again
alone. Again desolate. Again feeling the danger under the skin. Back in translucent that world somewhere in the past that did not belong. Not yet.
looked sideways at his companion, and his mouth began to mutter a few words: "Where do I start? ". But he had no chance of that. The swirl of light engulfed them
And I'm back from my hiatus! Yeeeeeih! Now I can re-entries spammed with nonsense and fangirl number. Life is life. Shit happens in between. I want ♥
Fandom: Merlin
Category: One-Shot took epic proportions and had to be accommodated in chapters xD
Words: 9619 (for now ...)
Gender: Comedy, Adventure, Comedy of intrigue, with small dabs of drama, because I'm a drama queen.
Characters: Hints Morgana / Merlin, Merlin / Arthur. Merlin and Morgana basically entangled in time and temporary spaces thanks to a spell that went wrong. And Nimueh. And Uther. And possibly Morgause.
Warnings: Spoilers the first two seasons of Merlin, at least. And crack. Much crack.
Notes: not to be taken very seriously
First Party Second Party:
Suddenly the streets of Camelot in the past did not seem so lovely. While giving full walls that in the future should not beand stick-throwing magic balls or stones or re-enhanced metal stuff or something. They would not stop to find out.
Shit. They were now in a closed street, and those strange men who do not see the eyes they are fiercely targeted approach.
That was the time in which any pursuer would like to say the sentence, or show off for having been caught, or perhaps take a discursillo of those to which the villains were just as prone (because they had to be villains , right?), but the silence corpse that was buried between them and their opponents made him think that those must haveIan witnessed a magic so strong for someone so cheerful, even among themselves.
Morgana nodded quickly because the way they looked at her and was going to be uncomfortable. Merlin suddenly closed a mouth that did not know you had open.
- Where are we? "Asked the witch, quickly taking over the situation.
Nimueh benevolence and looked at the magician looked around. There was an inch of wall that were not dealt with magical room where they had come to stop. Books, Pergamuminos, flasks, potions, guts, cages of live animals, plants, pots, carpets with great properties, candles, sing song, stuffed critters and bright powders.
"This is where I live. They will be seguros.-spoke so slow and velvety, while I watched with infinite understanding cariñoy .- The door has a charm against external forces.
took a breath for a second and peered into their faces, still disturbed by so much emotion and that seemed to look with much curiosity.
- which means they can only go in if I let entrar.-explained below whileas his eyes glowed .- Although we already know you. Merlin
wondered exactly how would she know they were magic without knowing their names. It was a capability that could be easily seen, he knew firsthand that hides his secret had been half a lifetime. But soon the answer became clear.
- Why were they pursuing the knights of the time? - He said it without malice, just curious, as I was grabbing a stool lined with grass and watched them indagante.
-Con that were ... "Merlin whispered to himself, although allI listen.
- Are ... travelers? He asked Nimueh ignoring him and uttered the last word with a special tone, as if he had a taste for the forbidden.
Then everything made sense. Nimueh why they had been protected. Why it had taken an interest. They were pursued by the knights of the time. Morgana for trying to kill Uther, crushed him for a butterfly, two events that interrupted the continuity of time "horribly." So Nimueh had known what they were, knew they were witches out of the normhad broken that taboo of time travel, and their dreamy eyes, full of admiration were but consequences of it.
Before any of them, what impact would think in the future would have met Nimueh before it was a dangerous witch, each answered your question quickly. -Yes
muttered Morgana, united in brotherly love with its predecessor in terms of making life miserable Uther was.
"No." replied Merlin while trying to save another paradox similar to the butterfly and even make matters worse. CH
r, but still said nothing as he jumped from one side to another cheerfully and offered something to eat. And if there was anything that would give more hunger to be pursued in the distant past by the Knights of the time, allied with your worst enemy, Merlin did not know him. Not yet, for now.
-
was something strange look again to a person they believed dead. And if it was in the past even more. Nimueh should have suspected when the two young people took away the sight of him and blinked as she recounted the interesting story of the son of a botanist at the corner, but gave no indication of thisn as the witch had to go do some shopping ... you guessed it, the botanist of the corner.
Morgana smiled.
"I wonder if it would be so nice if you knew that you are who mata." answered Merlin bright eyes and grimaced.
-
"So ... so I guess you two are hechiceros.-heard his hostess say excitedly, while rummaging through books Nimueh between something that might be useful. The disorder was not normal there.
A Merlin a shiver down her spine, by the way you say dand the witch, shouting, screaming, and without any subtlety, while aerated most distinguished public secret to his cluttered den. Morgana
weighed the statement could be said that they were sorcerers when neither had magic now and the most you were able to do was to sound the crickets?
- Can you help then finish preparing my hepimog elixir?
The two time travelers crossed eyes. There was nothing special to prepare an elixir, life insurance, or infatuation, or whatever you wanted Nimueh. But the fact that it was of hepimog, one andspecie of magical creature in the form of rabbit completely extinct in the future, he would open them eyes with something like curiosity in one case, and greed in another.
At least if you were stuck there, would like to learn a little.
first learned that the son of botanist named Gaius and Merlin spat a bit of lunch on the nose. Secondly, that this elixir of true love was for him. And thirdly, that the jaws of biting hepimogs they were using. According Nimueh, the potion would be so effective that it was worth every bites. For itsposition, she was not responsible for them out teeth.
the witch, while she crush the remaining spices, see how they bustled between the two, with only hands and fingers to get them out one by one all the molars, and as a good observer who was your question, rather was a certainty, not long in coming: "They have
magia. smiled .- the spell went wrong, no? Morgana
suddenly sank into the deep pit of shame, her lips pursed and his cheeks were stained, so it was Merlin who had to answer for it with a barely perceptible nod. CHTM
in ... "Her voice was becoming increasingly Low." Books and sorcerers who have tried, under the table, of course ... because they know that this is the only kind of magic has been banned ... ...
say No. They knew that the prohibition of magic had begun there. And if he had done must have been for a reason. Still, that did not care at that time that had remained static Nimueh hoping to continue with their predictions. It seemed a little unsure of whether to say what was on his mind, and Merlin and Morgana are suddenly fearedhow their situation could worsen.
for the cosmos apparently was not enough to be pursued by the knights of the time, having killed a butterfly and star have changed the order of the universe, make friends with one of the greatest wizards of all time, yes, there has killed with his own hands and do it all with his worst enemy. No. It seemed that as soon as he was, would never be enough.
"I do not describe exactamente.-Nimueh tried to downplay, but still, the low tone with which he pronounced his words predicted fatalidad." It's like a huge white space as &
is ... Delete? What the hell did that mean exactly? The two enemies stared, joined now by one thing, consternation about what the future held, somewhat ironic due to the fact that they were time travelers, after all.
"But ... it has a solution.
Nimueh words were almost like a poem in which both were embedded. Frantic, hungry for more, full of ideas to a lesser extent desmoralizacióny desesperacióny hope now was filled for a second.
"What ...C-It was quickly answered, stone-Morgana, dancing in his hands .- The Fandorin stone.
- Fandorin's stone, "Merlin turned to her impressed.
- Where did you get? "Muttered indignantly, wondering where Morgan would have gotten the rock legend, myth best kept secret of the Druid priests of Gaul. That it had been that poo brown boulder he had used in its thermal bath. Why there was no longer ask how much power he had left something so small.
-Heritagefamiliar.-witch muttered, refusing to look at him, before setting their full attention on a Nimueh seemed ecstatic. What
family heritage, or eight rooms. Had stolen from somewhere, or have bought a very expensive price. Have killed, blackmailed and charmed more than one, that Merlin was completely safe.
And all the properties of the stone, he thought desperately. The so-called "flame of peace" in the hands of that terrible poor whose highest aspiration was to kill cruelly-novalelapena-Uther Pendragon. & Ikkeshstant easy. Morgana smiled with satisfaction, before he has a glance at Merlin, who really had no idea where the stone could be Fandorin at that time.
-
- Can you pass me the aberrations?
Morgana looked up from the book of runes that had been stuck the last hours in his vain attempt to find some clue to where the stone could be found in that period time.
She had been last seen in the year 455 in Constantinople, and if they had to travel to Constantinople to, Merlin, as he lowered his gaze. No. There had been enemies ever since. In that she was wrong.
The magician looked in his eyes who always found that loophole, that color family telling him that this was Morgan le Fay, Morgana it five years ago, and she was disarmed by a second, before closing eyes and reloading your posture. It was already hopeless.
Merlin sighed and looked at him significantly.
Oh no. They came back, eyes closed Morgana rummaging inside a little patience. No speech. Do not think she could cope against Nimueh, that and go &
The witch continued hopping from his hiding place, humming a love song that belonged only to her and the son of the botanist. Merlin shrugged again and tried to follow, without thinking too much about what he meant to say Nimueh with that. After all, he had more important things that focus.
-
- What is it? "He said cheerfully, ignoring the choking which instantly threw his guests .- The future, I say.
But there was no need clarification. Merlin and Morgana and both were in their seats, watchingthe simple bowl of soup Nimueh had offered before leaving with a languid look. Morgana
bit her lip and look crystal Merlin suddenly clamped down and became a total guilt. If something could have hurt more than menacing strike Morgana had sat under the table, was the possibility of having to talk to Nimueh their future.
course omit certain parts (as it could have indicated he was having dinner with his murderer), but still, it was still truly painful to tell someone how everything was going to fret. CHore do a spell to see, I never had enough valor.-clarified then, without giving them time to send a look full of compassion .- You need a powerful magic, you know?
Maybe that's why they looked as if they were the messiah incarnate, Morgan thought, but did not.
"Yeah, well ..." Merlin answered ambiguously, when the silence was even more uncomfortable.
- What is Uther the king? "Continued the young sorceress with enthusiasm .- Your wedding is next week.
I keep pronouncing the last sentence cirse herself reflected in that poor deluded, and knowing what would happen to her, his good wishes, and the future of magic in Camelot.
-Yes-Merlin said quickly before his companion had time to say nada. "Very good, very ... kind.
-Nimueh.-Morgana looked at exalted, sister to sister, persecuted persecuted in desperate desperate .- Do not do business with ...
The kick came as a fireball and he bowed to Morgana pain, again recalling his post. They could not change anything. It was extremely dangerous. They did not want to change anything. And yet everythingor seemed so unfair. Her tears were suddenly not only pain, but of pure horror and anger.
- "Who?" Murmured Nimueh not understand much.
Merlin shook his head before standing up from his place at the table. Although unwilling to admit, he did not like that. They could save a lot of pain, many deaths in just a second, just an observation. But it was too dangerous. "We should
irnos." He said before being thwarted in their area of morality exacerbated .- We should start looking for the stone. Morgana
stood behindEly Nimueh said goodbye with a hug. Her lips pursed in a grimace of disappointment accompanied him back to the street and met again helplessly, not knowing how to begin to pursue and achieve their missions. Again
alone. Again desolate. Again feeling the danger under the skin. Back in translucent that world somewhere in the past that did not belong. Not yet.
looked sideways at his companion, and his mouth began to mutter a few words: "Where do I start? ". But he had no chance of that. The swirl of light engulfed them
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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powerful Protector. Power, will, energy, certainty, consistency, firmness, rigor, accuracy, fairness and positive. Realization.
Roger Sterling was killed. And I felt in every pore, every one of her puffing on their cigarettes imported in each of their drafts generous spirits of yesteryear.
since I was young, Roger had felt he was dying. And there was no way to be sure, but that did not prevent awoke every day with a sardonic smile, ready to scour the world for another day. CHTdre on a horse.
was final death reached them at all. And he would end up reaching the same rate, regardless of how desnalgues might commit.
Still, since I was a child, had always thought his father had been talking at least a little seriously.
In the eyes of his father he had been a darling, a spoiled clings to the skirts of his mother (Y is that it always had, the legs of the women were his weakness ), good for nothing, always a dreamer with his head in the clouds. A wimp would rather pet rabbits to hunt. A or & amr smoke and life now that was just him, his days of innocence had to be left behind to be replaced cruelly by her father's last wish: to rule in righteousness Sterling -Cooper.
But there were things that soothed his mind and his body shook in the long nights, sets of memories, last words, it had only counted in the heat of the sheets to a single person. Why? Maybe because she thought that only the judge understood without.
She had knocked on the door for a couple of months. He
Laro. Perhaps the way that seemed to read it and know what is proponíay know exactly what was on his mind reminded him of his father's bad habits, or when trying to lie to his mother at age six and she always seemed to know the truth.
He was afraid. But at the same time made him feel different, and that, that maybe it was what he needed and what he had always aspired. Had quickly become his protector. Suddenly the world looked bright and always had something promising in the day, suddenly no matter how bad things were going, Roger Sterling rose with a smile, because shereminded her first who he was and who it was. And I could never thank you enough for that.
Who knew that all he needed a man absorbed in his great lie was a little truth from time to time? And the big lie was that, I was happy with that legacy work. I was happy with his daughter married. I was happy every day because I had enough money to rot in it. I was happy because every day that his eyes looked at him with raised eyebrows and parted lips, she could see beyond that soul who pretended to be feliz and was trapped somewhere in the past, bound by the ghost of an old daredevil who had intended, for a game, a life full of pretensions and games of chance, only for the brave . And that was the greatest truth of all. That was really a coward.
And suddenly, regardless of the things that could bring the day. Morning problems, responsibilities unfilled, everything was cleared for a few moments with her, with her silence and telling a great truth, a great secret that had never admitted to himself and suddenly lived and died on his lips into oblivion because she forgave tperiod. And the room was filled with color and then white. And the world smiled. And he felt strong enough to keep walking, despite the failures, although not to fill the quota, despite losing money and lose life every second, because suddenly it was not é l, and he was more than that. Because nothing mattered to him now, and was again a child. Because he was the kind of man who thought everything would be okay after all.
stubbornness, lack of idealism. Stubborn adversary. Fall, loss of property.
"It's
time, Roger .- The elder Mr. Cooper voice sounds worn and tired. But Roger Sterling is now so used to her and her nagging you for a second ignore it.
office sinks into a deep silence and the heir of Sterling raises his head, suddenly realizing that if your sponsor is there outside his office zen, it must be something important. More than a childish skirt or a reprimand.
"It's time to decide what to do.
- What to do - raising an eyebrow answer yet fully understand.
"Your father and I knew that this moment would ever. Yion of the company. His head was full of responsibilities and an impeccable management while he oversaw everything and let the creative problems and will depart from the hands. While bebíay smoked and fucked in the corners. If end of Sterling & Cooper, it is true that must be her fault. "You're young Murmura todavía.-OLD MAN I'm an old man. It's time you make your decisions. What should we do? - What are the options? "Try to say Roger with a sarcastic tone as he shrugs his shoulders as if to say" Do not let me alternative. "
"You know what .- And then the figure of Bert becomes a ghost of his father as he watches with those eyes devoid of all faith .- You can decide to let it go or fight for it. Roger Sterling
sighs. There was never another option.
has millions in his bank account, and the choice was yours, yours alone. Bert Cooper wants to rest, you see the world from your mind in the afterlife, and stroll through the park only wearing socks. Does he? He still has at least a decade of life ahead and the world must take on.
indeed is an easy option. You can reverse tErto with them and their way of seeing life.
Gradually the sun is hiding in the relief of the night. And the lack of light in the office is even more striking. They, the remaining five, there waiting for a miracle that never comes to soon begin to wonder in light did not know they had, just for a second, while his eyes adjust to darkness.
already have all gradually disappeared. Joan has left alone with a smile and secretly recorded between her cheeks highlighted by his red hair shining. Pete and Peggy had been engulfed by the confidences shared and the burden of defeat and the wreck. Don, after having metdo with his wife, looks away while his eyes twinkle and says nothing.
know it's time to leave. Bertrand
Cooper reminded the members that they must meet again in April to sign the closing of the renunciation compañíay their jobs. But nobody seems to listen. All seek the shelter of the night.
And Roger Sterling says goodbye to his father's dream with a nod and a smile that will forever remain in his face, disappears down the street and never step on again.
discomfort, pretense, arrogance, vanity. Groping in the dark, desorientacOS that would be flowers and kisses and cuddles for all eternity. He had been in love, and boy had been, but that was no excuse to become silly. Everything was a turning point in just a few seconds, when suddenly his will and bowed saw an occasional hit another that had to cover with makeup the next day was waking moments.
assumed that marriage must be. I did not. I never knew. Never was there to verify. I had never known his father, but never lacked companions to his mother. And she hads whispering in his ear words hot llegaríaa that may never fully understand, and spent images of beaches and bays that had seen in magazines but never in real life. Sometimes volvíaa
feel all over again, while he was snoring at his side, and his eyes were frozen in terror. I could feel it all over him again, biting, finishing it, strangling and loving it, as only thus could. The feelings of returning to travel, fear in the chest, the terror in his throat, the desperation in his soft hands and therefore accustomed to that wrestled ó that no attention to her when he wanted to defend himself. And then she and her gaze, transported to that place in the room, that picture on the dresser of a house on the beach in a tropical country lost would never know. That photo that clung in those hard times, to remind herself that there was something more that she really was not that Joan was under there in that bed, that all imaginacióny was she was really young back there, taking a milkshake, with his red hair loose, smelling the sea, burying their toes in the sand and wishing. Wanting to alls, his conquests, his way of mastering it all over again, for a second, while it believed abatíay the world can not continue walking in this darkness, knowing what awaited him later at home.
She wondered then if it was true love and his mind was blank. I thought once heard him Roger, who always spoke in their thoughts, say something between the lines of "Red, if you wonder if it's love is that it is not. Sometimes everything is broken, but not completely if you get to question you if they really are doing. It's simple. Pure mathematics. Pure sales brochures. But only t & uacI, s guts than brains. But still, something happened between them.
The textbooks say that opposites attract. But Joan did not think so much less. Joan thought that the same were destined always to be found. And maybe one of these fatal morning, when asked if he had lived for the night would have been a truth or a lie, that was what had made them look into each other. Two souls were mad, destroyed about to break that lived at that boundary between reality and fantasy, between love and hate, between the feared and adored. And so equal, complementary, were found,or protective, and although this was only an act of vanity, he liked to think he had done with the sole purpose of saving him, and they had been. It was not worth dying for love, had said, she said, trying to convince herself that this was the absolute truth. Centuries spent convincing the world otherwise, Romeo and Juliet, Orpheus and Eurydice, Trsitáne Isolde. But it was all a lie, a lie of the medium, he would know specifically who was a specialist creative fool people.
And then they lived on a tightrope. Trying to swim without drowning intentandcould find the other side. Lost in a whirl of doubt, while the sand swallowed her legs and dried sea water through his fingers. And his lungs were filled with salt water fríay, and your mind just a thought. Rather die and to die in the dark.
Happiness
material, collaboration. Success. Placer, energy, motivation, inspiration. Commitment or lost work.
Joan It's very cold but not feel it. Is the price you pay for fresh air and get out. And running down the street with a smirk for doing their trdown to the last minute.
street lights are on. And the cars travel at the speed of thunder through his side, without paying much attention. It's January and people no longer know what to do. After Christmas there is always that emptiness in the air that surrounds us all. Restless. You no longer have to buy anything, and do not prepare anything, and not have to love anyone, not to believe.
And then they turn around and continue their hectic lives without paying much attention at all, an obsession at full speed, full color. A society of instant pleasure that does not stop to observe the color of the cielo the night, or starlight, or smell that brings the tree on the corner with broken branches, or the sound of footsteps in the snow.
Yet Miss Halloway, who had ceased to be a lady, it does. And close your eyes as you feel and relive. The night is dark, and there are stretches where the lighting fails. And there is no smell of the sea, and sand, and sirens. And yet breathe, and live and feel. And besides all that. Not afraid. For once, in a long long time, feels nothing more than happiness and tranquility. Although should grab a taxi, it does not and continues walking. Aimlessly, because now it's freeAs a song says something there, it is a way to go. Do not know what to do, or rather what tastes good. Has left the Sterling & Cooper will not return and now feels at peace. Has breathed the oppressive atmosphere and has taken the right path now only dependent on it. He had left with a kiss of Roger, that old lover who both had ever wanted. Peggy had embraced, had wished with all his heart to be kind to him, and had launched a last Guinoa Don.
aa no longer have to go, or qui & eacue can do about it. Because that night they return home. Because tonight will step out of the darkness and gather on their own parts of itself. Because the universe is requested, for him, but no longer than four inches so. And that reason is more than enough. Joan
dreams of beaches and sand castles. And the sea bathing their feet. And the sun beating on his forehead. And dream with the sound of the waves. And with a hot day and a day of light. But now that dream is not alone. And now that dream is not just a dream.
Da step forward because now got direction in life and find what you've always wanted. Take a step forward for California pending and because the other side of the world the grass is greener and the sun smiles often use whatever. Going to California because they say there is love, the greatest love of all. And people go there to find a place. E go there with him, but does not yet know who he is. Ask for her heart to discover and know and love like you've never loved anyone. Although you know if your father is her husband or her lover. Although you do not know if it is true that the sun shines in California
Pn 109-63100-10 Driver As I expected in April (Mad Men) - Part 1
main characters, and base each of the parts of the story in one of them, associating them with tarot cards. (The letters I chose were The Temperance, The Emperor, El Sol, La Luna, El Loco and The Trial). "It should show both sides of the arcane (positive and negative). -The fic must be based on a common search. (In this case, the pursuit of happiness) -The format should be jumping in time, ie a section on past and present to each other in character. As the opening chapters of Lost. ;) "In the present all the characters must find in the same situation. xD Well, you see, to est & aacute, difficult? And if you're vacationing in a country that is not yours even more. Yet here is the first part of my attempt that was super long:
Alchemy. Disorder, conflict, bad combination, fights. Possibility of sinking. Disorders. Working in harmony with others, ability policy. Something is being prepared. Great talent and creativity. Fighting for transcendence through work.
never thought Peggy &; Iacute; to talk in church. Perhaps it had been brought in that way.
Had been a man, Peggy would have been a priest. But he was born a woman, so I was over in advertising. If I happened to think about it, both works are practically the same, at least for her. Perhaps it was that had so well with the parish priest, or what made him so well understand the backgrounds behind the eyes of all men. She could read souls, and that was something that not all advertisers know. She knew to sell an idea like a preacher, driving the crowd into the Red Sea, build roads and crush opponents.the father would have seen through it throughout the mass. The priests would learn from those things.
- Oh, Peggy! "He smiled fondly as he turned toward ella.-I missed you today. -Yes muttered blushing. Few things could do it now, but always the fear of confession, since the first time for almost twenty years, could that effect on her, a grown woman in love with a married man, Madison Creative Avenue, yet it was still very different from that Ninine more pigs than people, love the Lord, who had communed by prflowed to the concerns, meetings, kisses and burning. The promises are shared, the desperation of their bodies, the connection they had had from the first moment, the relationship that had somehow blossomed, sick, wrong, but always there, always absorbed ; Ndola. And the suffering, knowing that he never dejaríaa his wife, who had been involved in that inadvertently had not been able to avoid falling like a fool at his feet. Although I knew it was wrong, but I knew I could never be them. His rage against the world, rage against El, his rage against himself because he knew that that was self-destroyed and it would be difficult to pick up the pieces. I do not think able to do so, father .- It was little more than a whisper and yet echoed in his head with huge quantities. Maybe it was the first time the thought crossed finish everything on his head, perhaps because he had come in spurts without having even tried. The priest shook his head. Looking at her like a little girl, knowing he was about to mourn. When she did not cry. When she never cried. And yet it was all & iacute, to his mind slipped quickly accurate. All eyes in the office ignored, shunned every word, every gesture of fading with the wind, and suddenly she was not one to notice. And I knew he was destroying. But that was for her, what had always been for her. It conocíaa itself. And he knew what was best. I knew what she must have done at first. The Peggy's past came back with even more force to his own way, and through the years what was lost, all the whispers behind the door, all faiths inupwards. The days had turned into months. And the birds in decline in accounts. And the love notes in reports. Picaresque encounters in the office early morning had disappeared soon be supplanted by the cold sex of convenience. The passion in your chest, chills when he touched it, blushing as she watched him, everything had been covered with a good layer of makeup and a politically correct answer depending on the occasion. now had been covered with the most impenetrable armor had been disguised as illusion was broken and forward with a single target. Room & iacute; at Sterling & Cooper into thinking that llegaríaa never be anything more than a secretary, but the world had made him believe something very different and divine providence had settled on it to give a gift. A gift she was not going to waste. In his mind, he wanted to live forever. I wanted to be remembered and admired. She who never had girlfriends, the descendant of Irish emigrants, that of a Catholic neighborhood, which all had teased at school, I had never had a boyfriend, nor had to aspire to be something else that was not the mockery of a society that had engclear, except one thing. She wanted to be immortal.
And that put their best efforts. Starting to be indispensable. He started spending sleepless nights thinking, squeezing the brain, making beads, making lists, running errands. Imagining, expanding. I always had the full report, which had the best ideas about how to advertise Beatrix Bijoux rings, or chocolates La Rochelle. The attending calls, customers only conquered his voice and drew promises of heaven to a company that soon began to appreciate.
Yet. It was not enough. Although it gave the bestit every second, keeping his mind clouded, concentrating at work, ignoring past lovers, potential suitors and any aspect of life that was not promoted. It was not enough. For the simple fact that she was a woman.
had been born man was a priest and Peggy often thought that his fate was in store would have something better to be born male. A presence that is taken seriously, starting there.
llegaríaa never be anyone other than this girl who had come with a paper bag lunch at the desk outside the office to meet the personal calls of Don. Never leaveif it was a direct result of an arrogance disguised or if it had converted to enter this competitive world, who had trampled and up again. Do not know if natural selection would be something that suddenly, with their most basic instincts taught him how to follow, how to keep climbing, the strategy to reach the top.
Perhaps it had been from the start that he realized that the only way to achieve their objectives was to give anyone who could help her.
And so had landed there. Divorced from any kind of emotion thatStyx. Because she had changed and suddenly nothing mattered. Because she wanted to achieve immortality. I wanted to make a change. And in his mind the ends justified the means. And although still cry at night so that he could not be, at least had the consolation of what would be. Forever.
Adaptation. Patience. Moderation. Composure. Reflection. Patience uniting two opposites, combining thoroughly. The union of opposites refined by the fire of the will.
-
- Is it true? Roger Sterling
open your eyes and look for a second with raised eyebrow. Sighs slowly while removing the foot of the desktop and stays there in silence, as if waiting for the next onslaught of his mistress has been in recent months.
olo. In his decades of years married has learned to recognize and avoid it, and yet not know how to react to that.
She bites her lip.
"Yes, dear. -Whispers. And know that you are about to witness something unprecedented. Peggy Olson is crying. Again.
Because she had not come to mourn from that moment of weakness in the church. And now you know that everything that has happened since that time has been wasted. Because he knows that his world is falling apart and no amount of overtime that can do, or work for which split the veins to get all those hours those days. Days lost.Days withered.
And then something is rotten inside. Something is broken again. Because I have lost everything and has nothing to hold on. Because your heart happy girl romantic thought that work would be enough, and now they no longer had it, was useless. It was useless to stop the fall. Stop the pain. And it was impossible to remain unmoved.
never would have allowed itself to mourn in front of a man. The fighting Peggy not, at least. But volvíaa be it, at least for a few seconds, and tears flowed at length. Asking forgivenessaacute; s an illusion that a person, and now the real girl who cries frightened, and says that he does not know how to continue.
He does not know, but for him it is not a problem. Feel compassion, feel sad, feel ashamed of being in the presence of someone so pure and have not discovered earlier. But most of all feel regret.
has slumped in that seat before him, unable to look up or say anything. Her crying is silent. Does not babble at all, and your tears are clear. Still known to be absent and need someone to take her back home. LeVanta one hand, a hand that suddenly looks too old and lands on his head in a gesture of love, a symbol almost paternal, and she looks at him with pity. He sonríey aid to stop because she needs you for the first time and guidance through the door as a pastor to a flock, as always must have been.
-
Roger has led to the building's entrance, which is now vacant vacíoy. Sad. Nostalgic. He had thought it out of there, once and for all will know from his eyes determined. He needed to leave the company too soon. Not many people like to be roDead bodies.
Yet there have been. With shared a bottle of whiskey. All which it is impossible to leave without giving a proper goodbye. They are the only ones left, the only ones after so many hours they want to prolong the life of that company that has given everything to the last minute. And are there in silence. Observed faces. Lovers, haters, crazy and unexpected. Wondering what to do now, wondering what will do. Wondering why fate plays that way with them, and why exactamenerle's eyes, pretending that nothing had happened, without being seen, without ever want. And now his heart is awake again, and her tears are dry on his cheeks, he remembers everything and feels everything and wants everything. And for the first time you see it. There
plunged, staring. With those blue eyes, a labyrinth into oblivion. Sitting on the edge of an attack from those she knew well. And something in his heart because he knows he shrugs his fault.
should not be and never should be. He is a married man. She has left him. And yet they are there, l
Alchemy. Disorder, conflict, bad combination, fights. Possibility of sinking. Disorders. Working in harmony with others, ability policy. Something is being prepared. Great talent and creativity. Fighting for transcendence through work.
never thought Peggy &; Iacute; to talk in church. Perhaps it had been brought in that way.
Had been a man, Peggy would have been a priest. But he was born a woman, so I was over in advertising. If I happened to think about it, both works are practically the same, at least for her. Perhaps it was that had so well with the parish priest, or what made him so well understand the backgrounds behind the eyes of all men. She could read souls, and that was something that not all advertisers know. She knew to sell an idea like a preacher, driving the crowd into the Red Sea, build roads and crush opponents.the father would have seen through it throughout the mass. The priests would learn from those things.
- Oh, Peggy! "He smiled fondly as he turned toward ella.-I missed you today. -Yes muttered blushing. Few things could do it now, but always the fear of confession, since the first time for almost twenty years, could that effect on her, a grown woman in love with a married man, Madison Creative Avenue, yet it was still very different from that Ninine more pigs than people, love the Lord, who had communed by prflowed to the concerns, meetings, kisses and burning. The promises are shared, the desperation of their bodies, the connection they had had from the first moment, the relationship that had somehow blossomed, sick, wrong, but always there, always absorbed ; Ndola. And the suffering, knowing that he never dejaríaa his wife, who had been involved in that inadvertently had not been able to avoid falling like a fool at his feet. Although I knew it was wrong, but I knew I could never be them. His rage against the world, rage against El, his rage against himself because he knew that that was self-destroyed and it would be difficult to pick up the pieces. I do not think able to do so, father .- It was little more than a whisper and yet echoed in his head with huge quantities. Maybe it was the first time the thought crossed finish everything on his head, perhaps because he had come in spurts without having even tried.
The priest shook his head. Looking at her like a little girl, knowing he was about to mourn. When she did not cry. When she never cried. And yet it was all & iacute, to his mind slipped quickly accurate. All eyes in the office ignored, shunned every word, every gesture of fading with the wind, and suddenly she was not one to notice. And I knew he was destroying. But that was for her, what had always been for her. It conocíaa itself. And he knew what was best. I knew what she must have done at first. The Peggy's past came back with even more force to his own way, and through the years what was lost, all the whispers behind the door, all faiths inupwards. The days had turned into months. And the birds in decline in accounts. And the love notes in reports. Picaresque encounters in the office early morning had disappeared soon be supplanted by the cold sex of convenience. The passion in your chest, chills when he touched it, blushing as she watched him, everything had been covered with a good layer of makeup and a politically correct answer depending on the occasion. now had been covered with the most impenetrable armor had been disguised as illusion was broken and forward with a single target. Room & iacute; at Sterling & Cooper into thinking that llegaríaa never be anything more than a secretary, but the world had made him believe something very different and divine providence had settled on it to give a gift. A gift she was not going to waste. In his mind, he wanted to live forever. I wanted to be remembered and admired. She who never had girlfriends, the descendant of Irish emigrants, that of a Catholic neighborhood, which all had teased at school, I had never had a boyfriend, nor had to aspire to be something else that was not the mockery of a society that had engclear, except one thing. She wanted to be immortal. And that put their best efforts. Starting to be indispensable. He started spending sleepless nights thinking, squeezing the brain, making beads, making lists, running errands. Imagining, expanding. I always had the full report, which had the best ideas about how to advertise Beatrix Bijoux rings, or chocolates La Rochelle. The attending calls, customers only conquered his voice and drew promises of heaven to a company that soon began to appreciate.
Yet. It was not enough. Although it gave the bestit every second, keeping his mind clouded, concentrating at work, ignoring past lovers, potential suitors and any aspect of life that was not promoted. It was not enough. For the simple fact that she was a woman.
had been born man was a priest and Peggy often thought that his fate was in store would have something better to be born male. A presence that is taken seriously, starting there.
llegaríaa never be anyone other than this girl who had come with a paper bag lunch at the desk outside the office to meet the personal calls of Don. Never leaveif it was a direct result of an arrogance disguised or if it had converted to enter this competitive world, who had trampled and up again. Do not know if natural selection would be something that suddenly, with their most basic instincts taught him how to follow, how to keep climbing, the strategy to reach the top.
Perhaps it had been from the start that he realized that the only way to achieve their objectives was to give anyone who could help her.
And so had landed there. Divorced from any kind of emotion thatStyx. Because she had changed and suddenly nothing mattered. Because she wanted to achieve immortality. I wanted to make a change. And in his mind the ends justified the means. And although still cry at night so that he could not be, at least had the consolation of what would be. Forever.
Adaptation. Patience. Moderation. Composure. Reflection. Patience uniting two opposites, combining thoroughly. The union of opposites refined by the fire of the will.
is the beginning of the end. That everyone is safe. Peggy knew aboutnews that Sterling & Cooper would have a drastic change in personal thanks to the huge sale that had served only a few hours. It was only technical language to say that all were now redundant. 
secretaries stopped working, employers simply closed their eyes for a second, because they had been working first. The whispers and murmurs were heard in the halls. And the booming voice of Mr. Cooper soon became public. Tears began
begin to fall each others faces. The hands are brought to the mouth, in a cry of despair in aor look fondly those early days when he was so intimidating Joanne. Never have been good, not too much. But still, when she crosses the hall and get a wink of his hand, but is so shattered by this as she knows that is a friend. And that is probably the only friend he has ever had.
is the worst of the darkness begins to sift over them and their world is over, he suddenly realizes what he has and all he had and even more difficult to leave. He realizes what he has in the time before losing it, and feels in her chest while her heels clack shrunk and her skirtscot or lift her skirt a little and so I was grateful to his head. If the matter was to leverage itself to the fullest, Joanne council had followed to perfection.
And that, more than any body or bumps feat has brought back to the top of the chain of command of Sterling & Cooper. More than a goofy secretary showing her breasts in the office copier in exchange for a good morreos, has become the top creative control, secret lover Roger Sterling, that shows your ideas and suggestions while delivering a exchange for the promise constant always be more than a woman ignored in a world of hombres.
But even from the beginning has been used to the idea. A small part of herself, one that has the voice of the priest of his church, can not but secretly tell each morning upon waking and every night before bed than it is doing is wrong. All those months, years perhaps had been doing that has done wrong. Still, she shakes her head, if that is the price of being successful, she wants to make it worse.
had touched the door the first time with questions. Now it does so only with respect, because I still can not get used, much as had happened allto inside. As much as I had worked there to earn his salary and his job, but everything now seems to be left adrift. Wait for an answer a couple of seconds, after having received no, no turns a deaf ear and pouts. And so, with that nose and ears cut raised air opens the door to the office of Roger Sterling. secretaries stopped working, employers simply closed their eyes for a second, because they had been working first. The whispers and murmurs were heard in the halls. And the booming voice of Mr. Cooper soon became public. Tears began begin to fall each others faces. The hands are brought to the mouth, in a cry of despair in aor look fondly those early days when he was so intimidating Joanne. Never have been good, not too much. But still, when she crosses the hall and get a wink of his hand, but is so shattered by this as she knows that is a friend. And that is probably the only friend he has ever had.
is the worst of the darkness begins to sift over them and their world is over, he suddenly realizes what he has and all he had and even more difficult to leave. He realizes what he has in the time before losing it, and feels in her chest while her heels clack shrunk and her skirtscot or lift her skirt a little and so I was grateful to his head. If the matter was to leverage itself to the fullest, Joanne council had followed to perfection.
And that, more than any body or bumps feat has brought back to the top of the chain of command of Sterling & Cooper. More than a goofy secretary showing her breasts in the office copier in exchange for a good morreos, has become the top creative control, secret lover Roger Sterling, that shows your ideas and suggestions while delivering a exchange for the promise constant always be more than a woman ignored in a world of hombres.
But even from the beginning has been used to the idea. A small part of herself, one that has the voice of the priest of his church, can not but secretly tell each morning upon waking and every night before bed than it is doing is wrong. All those months, years perhaps had been doing that has done wrong. Still, she shakes her head, if that is the price of being successful, she wants to make it worse.
-
- Is it true? Roger Sterling
open your eyes and look for a second with raised eyebrow. Sighs slowly while removing the foot of the desktop and stays there in silence, as if waiting for the next onslaught of his mistress has been in recent months.
olo. In his decades of years married has learned to recognize and avoid it, and yet not know how to react to that.
She bites her lip.
"Yes, dear. -Whispers. And know that you are about to witness something unprecedented. Peggy Olson is crying. Again.
Because she had not come to mourn from that moment of weakness in the church. And now you know that everything that has happened since that time has been wasted. Because he knows that his world is falling apart and no amount of overtime that can do, or work for which split the veins to get all those hours those days. Days lost.Days withered.
And then something is rotten inside. Something is broken again. Because I have lost everything and has nothing to hold on. Because your heart happy girl romantic thought that work would be enough, and now they no longer had it, was useless. It was useless to stop the fall. Stop the pain. And it was impossible to remain unmoved.
never would have allowed itself to mourn in front of a man. The fighting Peggy not, at least. But volvíaa be it, at least for a few seconds, and tears flowed at length. Asking forgivenessaacute; s an illusion that a person, and now the real girl who cries frightened, and says that he does not know how to continue.
He does not know, but for him it is not a problem. Feel compassion, feel sad, feel ashamed of being in the presence of someone so pure and have not discovered earlier. But most of all feel regret.
has slumped in that seat before him, unable to look up or say anything. Her crying is silent. Does not babble at all, and your tears are clear. Still known to be absent and need someone to take her back home. LeVanta one hand, a hand that suddenly looks too old and lands on his head in a gesture of love, a symbol almost paternal, and she looks at him with pity. He sonríey aid to stop because she needs you for the first time and guidance through the door as a pastor to a flock, as always must have been.
-
Roger has led to the building's entrance, which is now vacant vacíoy. Sad. Nostalgic. He had thought it out of there, once and for all will know from his eyes determined. He needed to leave the company too soon. Not many people like to be roDead bodies.
Yet there have been. With shared a bottle of whiskey. All which it is impossible to leave without giving a proper goodbye. They are the only ones left, the only ones after so many hours they want to prolong the life of that company that has given everything to the last minute. And are there in silence. Observed faces. Lovers, haters, crazy and unexpected. Wondering what to do now, wondering what will do. Wondering why fate plays that way with them, and why exactamenerle's eyes, pretending that nothing had happened, without being seen, without ever want. And now his heart is awake again, and her tears are dry on his cheeks, he remembers everything and feels everything and wants everything. And for the first time you see it. There
plunged, staring. With those blue eyes, a labyrinth into oblivion. Sitting on the edge of an attack from those she knew well. And something in his heart because he knows he shrugs his fault.
should not be and never should be. He is a married man. She has left him. And yet they are there, l
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Bmx Bike Shops Open On Sundays In Perth contingencies of the target-space-time
average entanglement.
Characters: Hints Morgana / Merlin, Merlin / Arthur. Merlin and Morgana basically entangled in time and temporary spaces thanks to a spell that went wrong. And Nimueh. And Uther. And possibly Morgause. Warnings: Spoilers the first two seasons of Merlin, at least. And crack. Much crack. Notes: began with a simple idea that soon took on epic proportions and this is the result. A draft very carefully written very quickly, without betear, to continue and to revise. not to be taken very seriously Guidelines challenge
the following re-Breakingda to do with time travel. (Goodbye hoping to do with Doctor Who)
"Contingencies of Destiny / Space / Time"
The cave was barely visible through the dense foliage of vegetation in autumn o. Loomed so innocent and made him sign with his hand as to continue long. But that was not the plan and never would. As it was set at the corner of his eye, Merlin knew it was there. He looked very typical of his greatest enemy. It could be said that it was almost to his liking.
No one particularly gruesome wait & iacute, n so, having failed, there was something about him that told him at last, after so many years had found the lair of the legendary witch Morgana. The only regret was that Arthur was not conscious enough to realize what they had been correct its bonds. Looked at his companion's face with dismay, his expression, like a fish, had stagnated in the face of surprise with which Merlin had left. He worried for a second about the future and what would happen when Arthur awoke, but soon, d á NDOS accounts had more important things to think about, got the horse doing a spell of protection so that nothing happens to the prince of Camelot as he was confronted with it . To destination.
The dragon had warned in a whisper in his dreams and had somehow managed to throw Arthur to that search, only because I knew something bad was about to pass. And so the dragon warning, except indirectly the life of Uther Pendragon, must be something really wrong.
As their hands touched the first stones of the cavehave come at the right time because it would build a tantrum. A spell that conjured to float on air prevented him from making noise, and began exploring the cave quietly, using natural light in the environment, trying to disappear. did not know what had brought him up there or what Morgan could be brought up to, but expected to be worth it. If he were to meet soon Witch in a home situation like cooking a soup or simply out of cottage somewhere malvadístico Arthur definitely was going to take the anger when awakened (in addition & aastándose. The air is suddenly took a smell as if it were pristine pure oxygen, and the wind began to gallop in the opposite direction as if those waters in which Morgan was committing any wrongdoing were a source of absolute power.
And there she was. In the middle of the lake he had found. Surrounded by potions and scrolls and ingredients scattered around. And she dipped in soapy water, which seemed to spin in a whirlpool which was the center, with a flash of magic and that taste the forbidden.
Morgana looked at the ceiling, staring, with an otherworldly glow in his green eyes, and his words at that idIOMA's last rose and echoed off the walls, bouncing off his head. I did not know that spell, Merlin realized and that scared him more than anything. Morgana suddenly interrupted his litany to dig at that bottle neck was hanging an object. Evil, surely. From his hiding Merlin expected the worst, but instead of reacting to it and find a way to stop it stayed for a second, as if the power of magic as strong as dominate, when the curiosity of being enveloped by a so absolute enchantment was greater than any reason.
suddenly pulled out a stone, no bigger than the palma hand-shaped egg, which sparkled with light carcasses by the vastness of the cave. The witch again relied on the strength of the earth, and her voice, more powerful and stronger than before, finally to awaken only spectator.
had to do something. But how? I had to stop. But the pond soon got up and left him empty, and an explosion of light was imminent. Before reacting the only way he could, got to see a reflection of the lips pursed in an ecstasy of Morgana, before the stone come out flying and had been pulledrla the ground.
Suddenly, for a few seconds, the world was colored black.
-
"Oh No." The muffled voice heard to say just when they were swallowed by the emptiness that I had no idea where it came from.
Did I accomplished? I was not sure why, but when his head hit the ground and felt he Morgana fighting between the Earth, Merlin realized that they were no longer in hiding from the witch. Worse still, they knew where he was and those few seconds of confusion, mixed with that feeling of being pulled down too r & aacute; ask finished making scrambled egg on his head.
- Merlin, "he shouted in surprise and instantly shook from the force of the ferocity with which he had given his name.
- What the hell are you doing? - The perfect combination between a cry of hysteria and a desperate whisper came from the lips of Morgana, as he quickly removed it over with a kick.
not even know why he had stopped. Even knew what she had been planning first. But supposed to have been that. If you were in another situation would have been a capable and humorous scene. That spell would have been able to shave their legs, or to cook a good pesto, and he had stopped with the same ferocity used to avoid the end of the world or something. But there was something he had said in the first instant that this was not something as banal as that. CHTMLXto which it had sunk was definitely different from the forest where he had met minutes before. What Morgan did exactly? Is it an illusion? He felt the metallic taste and saltiness of the blood on his lower lip and the smell of fresh earth brought him back to reality. No. It was an illusion. Those were the fields around Camelot. He knew very well all these years traveling back and forth and hunting with Arthur, pretending to be a farmer to meet the needs of his sire. It was difficult in his time had come to Lady Morgana look at all those details, esite hysterically, repeating it over and over again. While volvíaa say the spell and helped with hand movements to give more strength to their attack fruitless. For a second, before asking seriously what was really going on, Merlin tried to stifle her laugh.
"Only we are traveling in time - opened his eyes frantically .- Of course it serves.
But there seemed to serve. Merlin whispered a few words in that language which had already become his second language, to see if perhaps he could burn aqUelle blade of grass waving in front of him, only if you wanted. But nothing happened. The anxiety of not having his powers for a moment was more powerful than that reaction that inadvertently had endured.
"I do not ... He opened his eyes confundido." One moment ... We are traveling in time? Morgana
masterfully ignored him, absorbed in his own confusion. Her frown deepened, and let out a little more than a sigh.
"Unless ...
- Less than what?" Said Merlin incredulousLuso when there was a wicked idea behind it.
And in that moment when he realized it was the same Morgana years ago. To which he had brought flowers. To which Uther had wanted as a father. The one that annoyed Arthur, Gwen laughed and had ever come to call "friend." That Morgana who was both so different and so similar to the front of her and is now struggling against itself and against their doubt about what to do now.
"I'll go first, you will go by quickly otro." He said with a flashanger, as if suddenly remembering who he really is and which side he was. Merlin
let out a smile. Maybe because I felt really well, or so little that statement really appropriate when his opponent had nothing with which to threaten. Not that he was much better, of course. But it manduqueasen though it was customary, was tiring. And if it was his worst enemy, even more.
- Do you really think I'm so stupid? "Feigned indignation.
Who knew that Morgan would have been traveling in time. But theirrettes, not special for your visitors. It was an illusion. And if it was, was probably the best I'd ever see. The part of your brain is still denying that things like time travel could exist gave up and found himself back there, watching the landscape of three hundred years into the future, or a hundred in the past or for fifteen minutes today.
As he realized that if I kept thinking about birds pregnant, Morgana perderíaa view. Quickened the pace, ready to follow it where it was to be directed.
had to have him cast the eye first, and second, ell.- Are you listening? Morgana
not seem to notice their existence, that sort of muddy pants that now seemed to use. I did not know what would have happened with the old girl who wore dresses and walked quietly down the field instead of running as an outrageous.
- Me ... you listening? "Exhaled Merlin, still trying to stay in their wake.
"If you think I'm going to downgrade to lend attention, you're equivocado." was his only reply, in a dignified voice, still imbued with irritation.
"Well, nor importa. She tried to catch his breath the mago. "The question, What the hell is happening? Because it
. Indeed, that was the biggest question that needed answering immediately. Especially if they wanted to get out first.
Although it was the opposite of his words, Morgana paused for a second to throw a look of hate that gleamed for less than a nanosecond in his green eyes.
"Absolutely nothing. "He answered as if he were not smart enough to understand a possible answer.
"Well you seem to be fairly tight so that it is going absolutelynothing.
Oh. They had caught. Relax your shoulders tried to show that everything was going according to agreed plans. In vain, because his face had already betrayed.
Merlin smiled.
-Morgause
said it would be nice ... - witch was justified as he bit the inside of the mouth and continued to advance along the road.
-Oh. Did not you? What a surprise! - Commented wryly. Definitely
years of keeping track of failed attempts to kill Uther Pendragon of the sisters had grown accustomed to the fact that the Mayory of the time, his plans for some reason or another, were unsuccessful.
I do not understand what is pasando.-She turned her back, facing .- intervene and now we're trapped.
- Caught? Would you have preferred not intervening ... He began to ask Merlin, before realizing what was about to say. That to think before saying things not going so well times. "Well. My point is not valid. But what should we do?
-Morgause
warned me that could only be a persona. He remembered his partner suddenly, while standing at penyou, to state and rotting in the sun somewhere down the road, because he had received in the last five minutes had been the most powerful of all his life.
-Save yourself the charla.-wrinkled her nose, Morgana .- Just ... try not to mess with a plant or an animal.
and go. That was the first useful tips deigned to clarify your call "partner."
Now were talking. Some cooperation between the two great master minds of the magic did not seem bad idea to get out of this mess.
- & Ikkesht; For what exactly? "He moved, fighting weeds to stand by his side.
"You could ..." He started to say .- Morgana change everything, "he exclaimed suddenly in a fit of hysteria that made him ask Merlin if you have forgotten to take your tea man ; morning or if he was in his day.
And suddenly realized what had happened, as Morgana's eyes continued watching in horror as his boot on the pitch.
mierda.
-Oh-You recogíaa escaped while amber color that butterfly in his hands, forgetting that he had no magia.
- Are you dead? "He came Morgana .- You killed her?
had no doubts. The wing was extended at an angle antennas extrañoy fluttered in a pathetic-comic scene, had it not been for the dramatic situation.
- What have you done? Oh, what have you done? "Shrieked the witch in a thread of voice.
-not know, "admitted as she opened her eyes .- What have I done?
"You've changed todo.-whispered to the weight of despair.
- Have I done? "MutteredMerlin, before realizing that his partner had suddenly disappeared. With the only idea in mind to end it quickly and before Merlin would notice their disappearance.
-
The Camelot of the past was happy. Or so it seemed.
kept a watchful eye all the time which was on that trip, to see if I could get back to Morgana. Still, no detail missed the city that now opened before his eyes.
must have been sometime in the past or the future very future as people did street magic. Y e; Iacute; aa up to accompany the young Pendragon in his day hunting, and did more to promote shine and happiness in the face of each one of those peasants who lived diaa by day, trusting in the future that will no doubt traeríaa handsome young man with a good heart, who was loved by all and that dazzled everyone with her grace and kindness.
And suddenly, a flash of hate. A shout from the crowd and a flying arrow, which pierced the armor of the young Prince and made the blood flow in a spark of terror. The wave of people kept shouting, wounded and confused, the guards got him out of the horseo. Blackness. Hate. Revenge. And children lost between the dizzy. And the screams echoing through the walls. And the blood flowing from that time, always flowing for ever and always on the flagging of Camelot. And a purple velvet cloak, which could only belong to one person, running through the crowd. Merlin
And suddenly knew he had found the culprit. And as he realized his heart was a deadly turn suddenly shaking a single thought: what now?
ran stumbling through the crowd, in order to achieve it. The adrenaline was like a drum in his head, and sat & iacXC
And suddenly realized what could happen.
had killed Uther Pendragon, his reign was over. Or rather, I had never begun. Arthur was a hole in time. The magic had proliferated. And it ... maybe he did not exist at all or would be someone completely different, or who knew what. What had he done Morgana? What had changed everything. It would be an implosion of the world he knew, suddenly there was nothing safe, and the space would be swallowed by time. He looked into the hands of a. For a time he thought better of it. - What the hell are you? You just panic because accidentally killed a butterfly and just kill Uther Pendragon!
"Because it's worth.
As he looked into her eyes she saw everything. It was absolute despair. Despair.
And for a moment he felt really bad for her.
- Is it worth it? "Murmured tired .- Really?
Morgana looked at him as saying, "Please, do not talk the same superhero who always give me." But he realized that he had nol magician tried not to smile. Since then she and her sister had what looked like an attacking Uther life in every way possible, from poisoned arrows to horses happy, going from then hired by elves and mermaids conquerors. Definitely time travel seemed just one more thing to try. If it had not been so much tension in the air could have allowed a joke so sensational case, so instead asked a question that had been bugging me for some time.
- Have you thought about how we go from here?
- Are we going? "Screamed, With a half-learned laugh at the Institute of Malignant Wicked correspondence. - You find out how to get out of here alone. "As quieras.
He shrugged his shoulders as the only answer. Merlin
pursed lips. A part of him, who believed in fate had started to believe that that was just an eventuality of life to get to work again with Morgan le Fay, it seemed not too bad idea , especially if they wanted to return to a life and destiny ... but it seemed that the cosmos would have to wait at least a while.
At least until you Morganaold enmities to run away. They were being pursued.
Y. .. continued ... expect the update in a few days after you have returned from hiatus:)
Part
Characters: Hints Morgana / Merlin, Merlin / Arthur. Merlin and Morgana basically entangled in time and temporary spaces thanks to a spell that went wrong. And Nimueh. And Uther. And possibly Morgause. Warnings: Spoilers the first two seasons of Merlin, at least. And crack. Much crack. Notes:
began with a simple idea that soon took on epic proportions and this is the result. A draft very carefully written very quickly, without betear, to continue and to revise. not to be taken very seriously Guidelines challenge the following re-Breakingda to do with time travel. (Goodbye hoping to do with Doctor Who)
"Contingencies of Destiny / Space / Time"
The cave was barely visible through the dense foliage of vegetation in autumn o. Loomed so innocent and made him sign with his hand as to continue long. But that was not the plan and never would. As it was set at the corner of his eye, Merlin knew it was there. He looked very typical of his greatest enemy. It could be said that it was almost to his liking.
No one particularly gruesome wait & iacute, n so, having failed, there was something about him that told him at last, after so many years had found the lair of the legendary witch Morgana. The only regret was that Arthur was not conscious enough to realize what they had been correct its bonds. Looked at his companion's face with dismay, his expression, like a fish, had stagnated in the face of surprise with which Merlin had left. He worried for a second about the future and what would happen when Arthur awoke, but soon, d á NDOS accounts had more important things to think about, got the horse doing a spell of protection so that nothing happens to the prince of Camelot as he was confronted with it . To destination.
The dragon had warned in a whisper in his dreams and had somehow managed to throw Arthur to that search, only because I knew something bad was about to pass. And so the dragon warning, except indirectly the life of Uther Pendragon, must be something really wrong.
As their hands touched the first stones of the cavehave come at the right time because it would build a tantrum. A spell that conjured to float on air prevented him from making noise, and began exploring the cave quietly, using natural light in the environment, trying to disappear. did not know what had brought him up there or what Morgan could be brought up to, but expected to be worth it. If he were to meet soon Witch in a home situation like cooking a soup or simply out of cottage somewhere malvadístico Arthur definitely was going to take the anger when awakened (in addition & aastándose. The air is suddenly took a smell as if it were pristine pure oxygen, and the wind began to gallop in the opposite direction as if those waters in which Morgan was committing any wrongdoing were a source of absolute power.
And there she was. In the middle of the lake he had found. Surrounded by potions and scrolls and ingredients scattered around. And she dipped in soapy water, which seemed to spin in a whirlpool which was the center, with a flash of magic and that taste the forbidden.
Morgana looked at the ceiling, staring, with an otherworldly glow in his green eyes, and his words at that idIOMA's last rose and echoed off the walls, bouncing off his head. I did not know that spell, Merlin realized and that scared him more than anything. Morgana suddenly interrupted his litany to dig at that bottle neck was hanging an object. Evil, surely. From his hiding Merlin expected the worst, but instead of reacting to it and find a way to stop it stayed for a second, as if the power of magic as strong as dominate, when the curiosity of being enveloped by a so absolute enchantment was greater than any reason.
suddenly pulled out a stone, no bigger than the palma hand-shaped egg, which sparkled with light carcasses by the vastness of the cave. The witch again relied on the strength of the earth, and her voice, more powerful and stronger than before, finally to awaken only spectator.
had to do something. But how? I had to stop. But the pond soon got up and left him empty, and an explosion of light was imminent. Before reacting the only way he could, got to see a reflection of the lips pursed in an ecstasy of Morgana, before the stone come out flying and had been pulledrla the ground.
Suddenly, for a few seconds, the world was colored black.
-
"Oh No." The muffled voice heard to say just when they were swallowed by the emptiness that I had no idea where it came from.
Did I accomplished? I was not sure why, but when his head hit the ground and felt he Morgana fighting between the Earth, Merlin realized that they were no longer in hiding from the witch. Worse still, they knew where he was and those few seconds of confusion, mixed with that feeling of being pulled down too r & aacute; ask finished making scrambled egg on his head.
- Merlin, "he shouted in surprise and instantly shook from the force of the ferocity with which he had given his name.
- What the hell are you doing? - The perfect combination between a cry of hysteria and a desperate whisper came from the lips of Morgana, as he quickly removed it over with a kick.
Merlin put his hand to his head for a second, fearing that he was bleeding, but apparently was only a bruise. Preventing -killers Uther.-Murmanurologist in a low voice, still recovering from sickness.
not even know why he had stopped. Even knew what she had been planning first. But supposed to have been that. If you were in another situation would have been a capable and humorous scene. That spell would have been able to shave their legs, or to cook a good pesto, and he had stopped with the same ferocity used to avoid the end of the world or something. But there was something he had said in the first instant that this was not something as banal as that. CHTMLXto which it had sunk was definitely different from the forest where he had met minutes before. What Morgan did exactly? Is it an illusion? He felt the metallic taste and saltiness of the blood on his lower lip and the smell of fresh earth brought him back to reality. No. It was an illusion. Those were the fields around Camelot. He knew very well all these years traveling back and forth and hunting with Arthur, pretending to be a farmer to meet the needs of his sire. It was difficult in his time had come to Lady Morgana look at all those details, esite hysterically, repeating it over and over again. While volvíaa say the spell and helped with hand movements to give more strength to their attack fruitless. For a second, before asking seriously what was really going on, Merlin tried to stifle her laugh.
"Only we are traveling in time - opened his eyes frantically .- Of course it serves.
But there seemed to serve. Merlin whispered a few words in that language which had already become his second language, to see if perhaps he could burn aqUelle blade of grass waving in front of him, only if you wanted. But nothing happened. The anxiety of not having his powers for a moment was more powerful than that reaction that inadvertently had endured.
"I do not ... He opened his eyes confundido." One moment ... We are traveling in time? Morgana
masterfully ignored him, absorbed in his own confusion. Her frown deepened, and let out a little more than a sigh.
"Unless ...
- Less than what?" Said Merlin incredulousLuso when there was a wicked idea behind it.
And in that moment when he realized it was the same Morgana years ago. To which he had brought flowers. To which Uther had wanted as a father. The one that annoyed Arthur, Gwen laughed and had ever come to call "friend." That Morgana who was both so different and so similar to the front of her and is now struggling against itself and against their doubt about what to do now.
"I'll go first, you will go by quickly otro." He said with a flashanger, as if suddenly remembering who he really is and which side he was. Merlin
let out a smile. Maybe because I felt really well, or so little that statement really appropriate when his opponent had nothing with which to threaten. Not that he was much better, of course. But it manduqueasen though it was customary, was tiring. And if it was his worst enemy, even more.
- Do you really think I'm so stupid? "Feigned indignation.
Who knew that Morgan would have been traveling in time. But theirrettes, not special for your visitors. It was an illusion. And if it was, was probably the best I'd ever see. The part of your brain is still denying that things like time travel could exist gave up and found himself back there, watching the landscape of three hundred years into the future, or a hundred in the past or for fifteen minutes today.
As he realized that if I kept thinking about birds pregnant, Morgana perderíaa view. Quickened the pace, ready to follow it where it was to be directed.
had to have him cast the eye first, and second, ell.- Are you listening? Morgana
not seem to notice their existence, that sort of muddy pants that now seemed to use. I did not know what would have happened with the old girl who wore dresses and walked quietly down the field instead of running as an outrageous.
- Me ... you listening? "Exhaled Merlin, still trying to stay in their wake.
"If you think I'm going to downgrade to lend attention, you're equivocado." was his only reply, in a dignified voice, still imbued with irritation.
"Well, nor importa. She tried to catch his breath the mago. "The question, What the hell is happening? Because it
. Indeed, that was the biggest question that needed answering immediately. Especially if they wanted to get out first.
Although it was the opposite of his words, Morgana paused for a second to throw a look of hate that gleamed for less than a nanosecond in his green eyes.
"Absolutely nothing. "He answered as if he were not smart enough to understand a possible answer.
"Well you seem to be fairly tight so that it is going absolutelynothing.
Oh. They had caught. Relax your shoulders tried to show that everything was going according to agreed plans. In vain, because his face had already betrayed.
Merlin smiled.
-Morgause
said it would be nice ... - witch was justified as he bit the inside of the mouth and continued to advance along the road.
-Oh. Did not you? What a surprise! - Commented wryly. Definitely
years of keeping track of failed attempts to kill Uther Pendragon of the sisters had grown accustomed to the fact that the Mayory of the time, his plans for some reason or another, were unsuccessful.
I do not understand what is pasando.-She turned her back, facing .- intervene and now we're trapped.
- Caught? Would you have preferred not intervening ... He began to ask Merlin, before realizing what was about to say. That to think before saying things not going so well times. "Well. My point is not valid. But what should we do?
-Morgause
warned me that could only be a persona. He remembered his partner suddenly, while standing at penyou, to state and rotting in the sun somewhere down the road, because he had received in the last five minutes had been the most powerful of all his life.
-Save yourself the charla.-wrinkled her nose, Morgana .- Just ... try not to mess with a plant or an animal.
and go. That was the first useful tips deigned to clarify your call "partner."
Now were talking. Some cooperation between the two great master minds of the magic did not seem bad idea to get out of this mess.
- & Ikkesht; For what exactly? "He moved, fighting weeds to stand by his side.
"You could ..." He started to say .- Morgana change everything, "he exclaimed suddenly in a fit of hysteria that made him ask Merlin if you have forgotten to take your tea man ; morning or if he was in his day.
And suddenly realized what had happened, as Morgana's eyes continued watching in horror as his boot on the pitch.
mierda.
-Oh-You recogíaa escaped while amber color that butterfly in his hands, forgetting that he had no magia.
- Are you dead? "He came Morgana .- You killed her?
had no doubts. The wing was extended at an angle antennas extrañoy fluttered in a pathetic-comic scene, had it not been for the dramatic situation.
- What have you done? Oh, what have you done? "Shrieked the witch in a thread of voice.
-not know, "admitted as she opened her eyes .- What have I done?
"You've changed todo.-whispered to the weight of despair.
- Have I done? "MutteredMerlin, before realizing that his partner had suddenly disappeared. With the only idea in mind to end it quickly and before Merlin would notice their disappearance.
-
The Camelot of the past was happy. Or so it seemed.
kept a watchful eye all the time which was on that trip, to see if I could get back to Morgana. Still, no detail missed the city that now opened before his eyes.
must have been sometime in the past or the future very future as people did street magic. Y e; Iacute; aa up to accompany the young Pendragon in his day hunting, and did more to promote shine and happiness in the face of each one of those peasants who lived diaa by day, trusting in the future that will no doubt traeríaa handsome young man with a good heart, who was loved by all and that dazzled everyone with her grace and kindness.
And suddenly, a flash of hate. A shout from the crowd and a flying arrow, which pierced the armor of the young Prince and made the blood flow in a spark of terror. The wave of people kept shouting, wounded and confused, the guards got him out of the horseo. Blackness. Hate. Revenge. And children lost between the dizzy. And the screams echoing through the walls. And the blood flowing from that time, always flowing for ever and always on the flagging of Camelot. And a purple velvet cloak, which could only belong to one person, running through the crowd. Merlin
And suddenly knew he had found the culprit. And as he realized his heart was a deadly turn suddenly shaking a single thought: what now?
ran stumbling through the crowd, in order to achieve it. The adrenaline was like a drum in his head, and sat & iacXC
And suddenly realized what could happen.
had killed Uther Pendragon, his reign was over. Or rather, I had never begun. Arthur was a hole in time. The magic had proliferated. And it ... maybe he did not exist at all or would be someone completely different, or who knew what. What had he done Morgana? What had changed everything. It would be an implosion of the world he knew, suddenly there was nothing safe, and the space would be swallowed by time. He looked into the hands of a. For a time he thought better of it. - What the hell are you? You just panic because accidentally killed a butterfly and just kill Uther Pendragon!
"Because it's worth.
As he looked into her eyes she saw everything. It was absolute despair. Despair.
And for a moment he felt really bad for her.
- Is it worth it? "Murmured tired .- Really?
Morgana looked at him as saying, "Please, do not talk the same superhero who always give me." But he realized that he had nol magician tried not to smile. Since then she and her sister had what looked like an attacking Uther life in every way possible, from poisoned arrows to horses happy, going from then hired by elves and mermaids conquerors. Definitely time travel seemed just one more thing to try. If it had not been so much tension in the air could have allowed a joke so sensational case, so instead asked a question that had been bugging me for some time.
- Have you thought about how we go from here?
- Are we going? "Screamed, With a half-learned laugh at the Institute of Malignant Wicked correspondence. - You find out how to get out of here alone. "As quieras.
He shrugged his shoulders as the only answer. Merlin
pursed lips. A part of him, who believed in fate had started to believe that that was just an eventuality of life to get to work again with Morgan le Fay, it seemed not too bad idea , especially if they wanted to return to a life and destiny ... but it seemed that the cosmos would have to wait at least a while.
At least until you Morganaold enmities to run away. They were being pursued.
Y. .. continued ... expect the update in a few days after you have returned from hiatus:)
Part
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Policeauction House Calgary The Hunger Games MEGAPOST!
Well, since I finished Mockingjay / Sinsajo few days ago my mind has been obsessing sick to dangerous levels and all this megapost is a simple consequence of that xD. Obviously, spoilers for "Mockingjay" because I could not stop talking about how great it was, and what hurt and what stopped hurting, and the final ohgod so bittersweet that I just LOVED.
So here, an attempt to pirate fanmix for you:) that try to define the esp Cancion all coming down right now.
From the lie that we've created,
I want to be awakened some how.(Want to be awakened right now) When we start killing, it all will be falling down. From the heaven we're in, all we are is fading away.
When we start killing.
The screams have gone
Too many have fallenFew still stand tall
Is this the endingWill we remember What we've done wrong?
When we start killing. 
Escogí esta canción porque es un buen tema introductorio para el concepto de los libros en general. Me encanta la bestialidad que destila como tal (y me hubiese gustado eMLXC But no one's getting out. Ooo, Ooo, Ooo, we've got stadium love. Want to make a trade Cougar for a snake Want to fall in love. Want to make a deal
Angel verses eel
Another song, this time more lively and less fatalistic, life in the games, despite being a struggle for survival, it is still a huge show mounted by entertainment. For "Stadium Love" reflected people see the Capitol and the Really large need from the outset had fallen in love Peeta Katniss and the audience to continue living and have a chance. A reality show weighed to evil, a brutal banality, a desire to revoltand a forced relationship that ends up being the same spirit of the trilogy.
♥
Trouble is her only friend and he's back again Makes her body Older Than it really is
And she says it's high time she Went Away
No one's got much to say in this town Trouble is the only is way down.
Down, down As strong as
You Were, tender you go I'm watching you breathing
for the last time
A song for your heart, But it is quiet
When I Know What It Means and I'll carry you home,
I'll carry you home. If she HAD
wings to fly Would sheKatniss ironic arranging flowers in his honor, giving a human death, showing the audience hungry for blood as Peeta once told him "they were human, and should die as such. " Song of sinsajo
. Rue The music in the end was what he loved. His only request before he died. And Katniss tears, the unfairness of it all, the inner rage, the greeting, the sadness. Only
this song reminded me so much at that moment that my mind is the song of Rue. Nuff said. And I feel silly estarme emotionally involved in it xD. CHT
MLXC
4) Plans - Block Party (General People's capitol)
♥ I've got a taste for blood Leave the weak
, leave the young
I've got a taste for blood
I 'm walking out without you
You will kill or be Killed
It's about progress I've got a taste for blood Wake up sleepyhead
It's happening without you Such a nice guy
You Tell Me Everything Twice Whipcrack speed
jump We will run backwards Stop Being so laissez-faire We're all scared of the future
We make PLANS for big times Get bogger
down, distracted We make PLANS
for good times All neon, all surface
So kissBefore it gets me all
Complicated've got a taste for blood
is that there might be a better song for people in the Capitol? Not only the great leaders such as Snow, but the people at home, watching the display, year after year, without even stopping to think that something might be wrong with that. Passion for blood and the pain of others without even knowing it. Especially the public, glued to the TV, watching the romance of the year splashed in blood. It reminds me also because of the desperation of the relationship between Peeta and Katniss, fear of impending death, to rage against the world capitol prefabricated, so far fromhome, so different and so cruel.
Yeah.
5) Celebration Guns - Stars (Taxes)
♥ So There Will Be Tomorrow
Another Number For The One Who Had a
name Desert wind and a perverse desire to win History buried in
shame Are the beating drums Celebration guns The thunder and the laughter The last thing
They remember
Then the next day How will you know your enemy
By Their color or your fear One by one
We Them dog cage in your freedom Make them all disappear
Six hundred sixty six
Hundred sixty days Two guards
one uncharged This morning's pap
Follow You Into The Dark - Death Cab For Cutie (Peeta/Katniss)
♥
Love of mine
Someday you will die But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light
Or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If heaven and hell decide That they both are satisfied And illuminate the "No"s On their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me
Have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes
Ahow me who you really are
You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can fake it on stage
You can crawl from your cage
You can search and destroy
You can kill and depend on it
(Snow)
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you played
(Katniss)
You play the victim very well
You build yourself indulgent hell You wanted someone to understand you
Well, be careful what you wish for because I do
(Snow)
You've got a fancy turn of phrase
You set your trap You made your plays You're so fond of games You must never lose
Me pareci\u0026amp; oacute; from the beginning, this song was perfect for the relationship between Katniss and President Snow. This default unhealthy relationship, full of hatred. Katniss the desire to kill him, the desire to dominate Snow as the spirit of the revolution. Snow threats to take away everything he has, all he wants, to uncover who he really is, to trample all the lies that made Katniss survive in the sand. Yes The song perfectly and loaded with enough hatred between these two xD.
8) Moving Pictures, Silent Films - Great Lake Swimmers (Katniss, Peeta)
CHTMLX ♥w
this game ends Cause we'll just see how it goes
Now, I'm all the way down here I'm falling
needed to put a song of rebellion. And this, for Katniss, beginning to take control of their destiny, the fight that is sure to lead seemed ideal. Just for those moments of inaccuracy that lives throughout the book, before deciding to take the role fine touches. And the reasons llamíferos and rhythm (which makes me want to slap someone xD) are a plus, of course.
11) I'll Believe In Anything - Wolf Parade (Peeta, Katniss, Gale)
♥
If I could take the fire out from the wire I'd share a life and you'd share a life
If I could take the fire out from the wire
I'd share a life and you'd share a life
If I could take the fire out from the wire
I'd take you where nobody knows you
And nobody gives a damn Said nobody knows you And nobody gives a damn And I could take another hit for you
And I could take away your trips from you
And I could take away the salt from your eyes And take away the spitting salt in you
And I could give you my apologies
By handing over my neologies
And I could take away the shaking knees
And I could give you all the olive trees
Oh look at the trees and look at my face
And look at a place far away from here So
give me your eyes I need sunshine Give me your eyes
I need sunshine Your blood, your bones
Your voice, and your ghost
We've Both Been
very brave Walk around with Both legs
Wait for the scary day We Both
pull the tricks out of Our
sleeves But I'll believe in anything
And you'll believe in anything
This began as yet another Katniss / Peet-IADA, but I needed to put somewhere Gale, and see you that there was nothing wrong with the song either. Although Gale is not my cup of tea, the song &; Oacute n sent me seemed to do for the love triangle that brought them. The propositions of escape, rebellion in the heart of Gale. The incompetence of Katniss decide. All that binds Peeta at first. And the promises made with both of what could be, yet never was.
Damn.
12) Hummingbird - NeverShoutNever! (Peeta / Katniss)
♥
I like you Girl, You Do not Got Nothing to Prove to me
Know That I Have Been rough times
For the Both of us But I'll pray for change You see, this world has lots to offer In time it Butamp; nbsp;
"Sinsajo / Mockingjay"
Okay, so if you have not read sinsajo can stop here. Because it says spoilers and details of things that will happen and all that. Come on, do not be a masochist and close the page if you intend to read it (already out there ... why do not you're doing??? Is so very cool xD).
Here we go.
13) Who Am I Living For? - Katy Perry (Katniss)
♥ I can feel a phoenix inside of me As I march alone to A Different Beat
Slowly swallowing down my fear, yeah, yeah
I am ready for the road they
Heavy is the head That wears the crown
Do not let get you down
greatness
Oh. I know. I know. Dude, Katy Perry? D:
But is ... Well, this song does not become too bad (Who knew, right? What makes Katy Perry when not talking about California girls kissing) and the lyrics ... oh, the lyrics.
No. I'll stop and apologize. The letter is worth it.
I heard her and yelled "Katniss." From there it was irrevocably lost. This only has an air, futuristic, prefabricated, ideal for combating the Capitol in all its forms and colors, and girl power, representing Katniss role as buttkicawesomey king symbol of rebellion. Sinsajo at its finest. And the handwriting was so perfect to describe anything about what had happened in the first books that I could not resist. And the existential question (lol xD) who am i living for? katniosa was just so that ... well, you did.
14) Blackbird - The Beatles (The rebellion, District 13) ♥
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take These broken wings and learn to fly All your life
You were
only waiting for this moment to Arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take These
sunken eyes and learn to see All your life
15) Breathe No More - Evanescence (Katniss)
♥ I've been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my souls on the Other Side. Oh the little pieces falling, shatter. Shards of me, To sharp to put back together. To small to matter, But big enough
to cut me So Many Into Little Pieces.
If I try to touch her, And I bleed, I bleed
,
And I breathe, I breathe no more
.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince Me That I've been sick forever.
And all of this, Will make
eros books, the chorus reminding us of the true east and in between all those desperate desire to keep close, despite the revolution, despite the problems, despite the pain. And the moments shared
going to the Capitol ... ♥
17) Sunday Bloody Sunday - U2
♥ I can not believe the news today
Oh, I can not close my eyes and make it go away How long, how long must- we sing this song?
How long, how long
Cause tonight We can be as one tonight Broken bottles
under children's feet Bodies strewn across the dead end street But I will not heed the battle call It puts my b ack up Puts my back up against the wall
And the battle's just begun There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
The real battle just begun
To claim the victory Jesus won On Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Qué es esto? La contraparte a "Blackbird". Los últimos días de lucha para la dominación del capitolio. El horror, la barbarie, la muerte, la sangre, los sacrificios y la guerf you go too far There's a song you'll hear.
If we get too close whisper in my ear.
Speak the word, say it. Bewilder, say it. Hummingbird, say it. Be My Debt.
never thought I could find a song so perfect for the end of this series. It has it all. References, vacuum, tone, and yet so full of promise. The return to everyday life, out of the darkness. This bittersweet aftertaste that leaves you with Mockingjay. The "real." Love. The unrest. The start again. Having something to fight. As heal. And so, is that the end could not be better. It was realistic, it has been painful, but at the same time has been sasatisfactorily, because we can see how what began with a game in the sand and superficiality has become something deeper, a life story, if you will. In a story that tries to grow, to mature, the challenges and knowing that the world is neither good nor bad, but morally gray, and even so, they will always be those little moments of tenderness , these moments of faith, charity and love. Because if something is real is that, and if something can leave us is the certainty that there is always hope. And yes.
I loved these books.
Epilogue:
20) Dandelion - Audioslave
♥
Born of restless night the moon as a pearl
Playing games down inside your soft warm world
Hear my voice I know that you can
You're the fire in my eyes The sun as a man
Seasons come along and seasons go
And what they'll leave behind
I don't pretend to know I'm afraid that all I have missed Will loom very large when the darkness lifts Little dandelion
Let your heart keep time
Now the clouds are gone All of your tomorrows shine
La canción perfecta para el epílogo. Por el "dandelion of hope". Por el finalmente haber decidido. Por el futuro. Por lo que viene, y por un m
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