Spells To Become Wolf

5 February ...

Remember when we were little and playing in these fields? Our entire universe then you and I were. You and I and adults. You and me and the outside world. You and me and the other ancillary things.

We were happy.

How many years have passed? Eight? Ten? I do not remember how many we had. To me you have not changed anything. That is, you have grown, your shoulders have been widened and has left you a beard, but when I look back you always see the face I have now, rather than the then. It's strange. However, the same thing happens to me with my own memory: we imagine running through the grass, years ago, and I can not erase the scene of my new ways woman. It's funny how the mind works ... Adults

always seemed very funny. Do you remember how many times I wondered if we were dating? I always had the crazy and avoided answering the question. I knew that if you were close, and always were, "going to be you who answered" no "to all the world's security.

denial never hurt me. What hurt me was that firm outright, you were so sure it could happen.

often wish that time would last forever. Just you and me. Playing so soon to be knights and princesses, and pirates, as intrepid adventurers, treasure hunters or anything that reached our imagination, but always tand felt for me was not what I felt for you. I knew since we were little, since the first time I heard that your hurtful categorically negative. Even so, that did not make it less painful, only unavoidable and unalterable, as the fate of a Greek tragedy.

I knew there was nothing I could do to change that. I knew I would never love me like I wanted. But I never had the willpower to stray from your side. Preferred to give everything he could in the few moments that still had for me and imagine that someday you would open your eyes and you would want me and everything would look like the sweet days of our childhood. Just you and me. Loving us, loving us somewhere far from the worldmonkey boy fell enamored by her charms. He has not even stopped to look at how you are inside: it has no relevance. All she has to do is simply to nod and make cute faces when you talk, laugh when you pause and divert the subject to how cute and smart you are if you do not understand a question to keep you happy. But how can you be so blinded by something like the bland? I can not understand, my love, I can not understand ...

I'm not asking you to let me. I know that will not happen and I have to get used to going out with other girls, but ... Is it necessary that girls like? By God, honey! Sure you could find something better not look far ... something moreI getting the idea: I am your friend, I help you, I get you out of this enchantment that has you trapped like a witch. Although not want to leave it. Although it hurts ... I know I do my best for you. That's what friends do, right? And I am "friends", your friend, actually ... And the more accurate you can find.

I have to think of a plan. I'm not afraid to do what you have to do: I know, also, do not understand. It is even quite likely that enfadándote me finish. No matter: I know how you are, I accept it. I know that nothing ever will value what you offer or do for you. 've Never done. And yet, I love you. I love you more than you can ever love that doll synthetic fish eyes. And I will accept the constantecuencias arising from my actions, however painful they are, knowing that I did it all for your sake, for ... love.

3 October ...

It's done. Everything went as planned. She can no longer harm us, my life. They-the police, your parents, mine ...- do not understand. Do not realize that he had to, I could not let things continue like this ... You really will. I know that someday, sooner or later, open your eyes and understand that I did it all for you. Then you will not care what they say they or anyone else who dares to judge, forgive me and love me. And that day, we will be t

Costomes Bmx Bikes For Sale Winter, part five: The Civil Necromantic

-King Drelliane Linda died, "he explained. It had been nearly three weeks since his arrival in the City of Ice, but neither the Prince seemed to have tired the least of their stories about their own childhood or the outside world and those of her him about the past. Occurred less than two months after the wedding of his daughter. In the chronicles they wrote that was a hunting accident, but the truth is that no one could explain what kind of accident never caused him to fall only on the horse, with a knife between the shoulder blades.

CHTMLrion, "said the Prince, recalling the episode that she had told him shortly before.

- Exactly. Dagor King, still on the throne, can not be said to be one of the most beloved of the history of Arthia. It was he who reopened the war in the East, Crusaders gave the unprecedented power and privileges and were allowed to practice Witch Hunt.

- Did not you say that the Crusaders were created to protect Arthia of demons and creatures of the Dark? What has that to dowith witches?

Drelliane shrugged with a grimace.

"I guess someone decided that we too were creatures of Darkness ...

"I do not seem to me that ... "Protested the Prince, in a tone so angry and so complete that made Drelliane had to restrain Crushers in an embrace, like a rag doll in question. Instead, he looked away and continued with a smile telling medium repress. iacute; an benefit from a greater or lesser extent. Both had marveled together the dramatic events that led to the end of this was achieved almost entirely erase the face of the world and to transform what had hitherto been a natural ability, as they were running or speaking in a difficult and intricate science, within reach of a few.

"The most important of all the towers, went on to explain Drelliane-was where they met students of the processes of life and death. They called themselves the Necromancers and among its major goals was the search for the iC

"No need to follow," he said at last shot, looking away to the floor. I can imagine the rest of the story ...

witch She bit her lower lip, looking at how to continue. For the first time since he had begun the story, his voice broken and blurred, as if it was hard to drive them out of her throat.

-Necromancers raised an army of undead against the Elven Kingdoms. Maso resisted Arthia Edhellion and well, but Athraennor divided by internal struggles, suffered heavy p & eacute; losses before the rebellion was contained and lead to a balanced position. However, there was no turning back: the magic of death had turned what had once been fertile fields in a bloody quagmire in which cadavers rested. Until today, there are no known living there could penetrate it, much less get to the Tower of Necromancy. Some have tried to approach by sea, but do not know of anyone who has returned.

-So what was the Necromancer?

- Who knows? Some of them were converted into liches, others into vampires ... Many are not resigned to terminate the war and continue trying to dominate the living world, others were exterminated by the fledgling Order of Crusaders or their former colleagues Athraennor magicians ... It is even possible that some continue their studies of death as if nothing had happened in the outside world. Of course, I will not be to risk going to ask ... - Are not you fucking like this to defy death? Blanco said the Prince, fun, settingthose eyes of hers in her glass.

"Only when it's worth," she said, winking to spend, then one of his best smiles.