Saturday, January 29, 2011

Fotos De Mulher Peladas

° Kigeki °


Wandering on Youtube I found a short film - Anime - really wonderful.
It is titled " Kigek the " and tells of a lone knight - vampire - who lives in an old castle in ruins, near the Black Forest. This mysterious creature loves literature and only accepts rare books in exchange for his services as a knight - mercenary or assassin - enough to have accumulated a good collection, is presented as a taciturn and reserved, Gothic-looking [pitch black hair , medium long opalescent skin and dark clothes] more interested in reading that the surrounding world. The story
real propia begins when a young girl eager to save his family and his village from the invasion of British soldiers, collect an old book handed down within their own family to take him as a tribute to the knight in the hope of paying his services before the village is razed to the ground ...


.: I immediately loved this OAV, perhaps because the main characters embody Indea of my 'relationship' between a vampire [Vampire ambiguous, nonprofit and the vicissitudes of the earthly world of mortals, the slave of his passion and desirous of blood, not like the crap from propinateci Meyer] and a human child; a comparison made of silence, where she tries to get close to him, to his way of living and seeing the world, with his eyes filling the void left by the words ... though it is a short animated [ in which the dialogues should be Fundamental ] is just the silence that allows us to understand how wonderful the characters and the story told so much that I came naturally associate it with a fairy tale.
The setting, characters ... everything reminded me of the stories I read as a child my mother, I really do not consider this result diffiile one of the best short film I've ever seen, albeit brief.

.: posted this, if qulcuno will engage in the vision:





best, by Morgan
° °

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

What Does Of Brain Mean?

back the tears that you will not know: Youth




Youth





Confusion and boredom


not know where this will take me ?


And here we are all here


to bow before a new king


What then, again, what is it?


buried the old myths,


In the worst meal we vampires.


just missing the defeat


Your place he is,


tired in this tour?


should defend ourselves, but what are you doing?


Function words are used now.


If only I could really talk


wondering what haunts your sleep


But you're far away and do not want to return.


I feel the end


But I do not want to die


And what we need now


is a defender, a guide, an example,


No more gurus or quacks


But only a mind for our wings.


If this is not the role you want


Tell leave his life for us.

(On EFP)

Sunday, January 23, 2011

2nd Herpes Oubreak In A Month

the tears that you will not know - you break

I begin this collection of poems, all linked by a single thread, that if ever read, will be the only one to understand.

(Tears You will not know about EFP)


Pause


A sea where wrecked without being saved.


hour of sweet silence and uninterrupted.


few moments of peace to this tired body.


disappointed and resigned, apparently not


But what you see is not true.


Your enthusiasm I are wearing out,


Your obsession with me is staggering.


You want the mask, you look for inconsistency


t'accontento And if still not enough.


T'incolpo, I, for my confusion


I'm afraid, I admit, I'm afraid you


I do not know if you love my neighbor gift.


I love you, love you, I repeat, I love you


But if you are destroying me, now let go


If you can wait, I'll be flying.







Saturday, January 22, 2011

North Face Outlet In New Jersey S

Air

Air Te
Dolce expectation that separates me from you,
From the moment you leave
and pretend to be forever.
will cover your footsteps, seeking
But what you do not meet
must be content to breathe
Air you.

Notes: Waiting for the trip to Rome!
(On EFP)

Friday, January 21, 2011

How Long Can You Live After Thyroid Removal

Reflection (new version) 51


Summary : And I turned off the only light in able to enlighten me.


Characters : Severus Snape


Rating : Green


Disclaimer : The characters are JK Rowling, the environments are JK Rowling, the song is Renato Zero, the image I found here and I edited myself. The story is mine, I'd like that before it was given the text or some part of it (although I do not understand who would want it XD) I had asked for permission.


Author's Note : Here the old version. I decided to write a review of all my writings ... though probably it will take me all year (if I finish).





What day is it?


How old am I?


'm awake or not?


This face here,


This body of mine,


But sure it's me?


I remember


In these eyes of mine


was sunny, she was there!


Then, with your ingenuity


world off your true identity


You die every day bit '


Angelo lost between the a crowd of subway





[ I Same I, Renato Zero]










Reflection










Every day there the same. I crawl split between trying to protect students from Carrow and maintain my image as a faithful and devoted Death Eaters. Occasionally, I deliver even swords, using Patronus and the freezing of lakes, like an owl postman.




I do not know what day it is today. I have a vague idea of having thirty-eight years, but I'm not sure. My commitments keep me so busy have no time for petty things like myself.




But this evening I wanted to get out of Dumbledore's study - I will never call it "my office" - for a breath of fresh air, or at least remember how the world outside the castle.




Now it's dark, my shadow stretched imitates my every move. I keep a fast pace in a short time are on the lake. Gaze falls on my reflection e. .. I am really what I see?




The man who stares at me from the water is high, too skinny, pale as if he has not seen much sunlight. It 's so. Greasy black hair framed his face, gaunt and scarred by the claws of a hippogriff. But it is the expression that strikes me most: cold, ruthless, cruel. Does not extend to the eyes, however, two blacks abyss of sadness, sorrow, pain, love.




No. No one should notice. Nobody has to know. In an instant, even those grow cold, ruthless and cruel. Because this is what the world needs to see. Do not sorrow, no suffering, no pain, much less love. Why Severus Snape in the eyes of the people is this: a man cold, ruthless and cruel. Eaters, murderess, treacherous double agent. One who has fooled Dumbledore for years, has earned the trust and then he meanly killed. Nobody asks whether it is the truth. Nobody cares, anyway.




regard myself of the lake. I pause again on the eyes. Sad and suffering or cold and ruthless, are nothing but the abyss.




Void.




Blind.




Once you were not so. Once they had the chance to shine, mirrors that reflect light Lei At that time, my eyes just because I loved her, looking, he could see.




Then I so naive as to follow my own thirst for power, I have moved away from her to join the Death Eaters.




And I turned off the only light that can enlighten me. That was what the Dark Lord demanded by his followers: that they were shadows. Absolutely true, comply with the orders without question. Dummies without heart and brain, without identity. Instruments in his hands.




I managed to find myself after have taken the Mark Black And every life stolen is nothing more than a step towards death.




a step.




Another.




And yet another.




I remember them all, and while now I've reached the castle, a thought makes its way into my mind.




I walked too much.







Author's Note: I like it. Yes, I like it. This story, in fact, I've always loved, but now that I've made some changes I like even more. If you had wanted to take a minute or two of your time to leave a comment ... Can you do me really happy!







Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Kidney Donation Herpes

° The Four Elements: Fire


After what I consider to be an eternity, I return to the world of fanfiction with a collection About Saint Seiya Gold Saints to focus on Aries, Leo and Sagittarius.
Probably the most consider it a 'strange ' not being the classic collection prompt defined based on a single pair, but an analysis of three characters through the Fire-element-handler, with one-shot focusing on missing moments of lives of three riders.
Pairing, Rating and the like will vary depending on the Prompt.



The Four Elements: Fire

1. Flame 2. Bonfire 3. Cooking 4. Blanching
5. Sun 6. Heat 7. Ash 8. Fire
9. Greek fire 10. Fire fatuous 11. A choice 12. Fire

Complete 1 / 12




After a long absence from the world of fanfiction and 'sclera' literary - in general, I decided groped one of the many projects that I had considered years ago when still regularly publish stories of all kinds, without finding the courage to seriously cimentarmici: Tables with default prompt.
I admit I'd like to get started with the infamous
Big Damn Table , but then - knowing me, I opted for something lighter and shorter, the opportunity presented itself to me as I wandered on the forum section of EFP Challenge where I discovered this' challenge''to create drabble, flashfic etc ... with a theme the four elements, divided into four tables to choose from, of course I throw myself on the 'Fire' being my favorite item, as well as associated with my Zodiac sign.
And here the idea of associating the Saint Seiya manga .

At first I considered the idea of choosing a pair and build the various one-shot on it, as one would expect on a table like that, but then I dismissed the case, classifying as' trivial '[yes, I am a proud supporter of the original ideas and impossible] to return to
reason that I had pushed the table to choose Fire and use it to build my collection, in short, this story comes from' idea of associating to each element [then at each table] Saint linked to it through the zodiac signs for which they are custodians. You will now have three riders to the table, for which prompt the twelve will be divided, the division I did it accidentally, fishing the number of prompt and random association - in order 1, 2, 3 - to each of the three Saint.

I hope to finish this collection and, finally, comes out a good job.
That said, I leave you:)
a kiss, by Morgan
° °


Sunday, January 9, 2011

Salon New Client Welcome Letters



We all know what day it is today. January 9. There is an important birthday today. And there is no need to say who, because we know so much.
Christmas, Severus!


Monday, January 3, 2011

My Dog Has Itchy Eyes

Memories () Death Note

that is. It is not possible. I found a shirt in my closet. So far nothing unusual, of course. But that is shirt.
has two silver lines on the front. Yes, it's that .
was originally white. My pen almost silver had acted of her own free will. After having "cured" I had worn. I found two brooms, I made sure they were standing (a complicated system of boxes and cords, oh my) and then ... Look for me I had sung .


Yes, the two sides had to be the scope of those two walls. Oh dear. Oh God oh God oh God.
This song is following me. Before there, then at the rate of singing. And to think that it is not even one of my favorites: D

PS: I have been sucked from Death Note. Oh, yes. I still have some problem with the names, but I already watched four episodes. And half an hour of waiting is Megavideana almost complete. Yes!

PPS: The sequel to Nightmare Before Christmas . And I say no more.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Homemade Motorcycle Cakes

LITTLE SNAPE! [-Spoiler-]


I do not know if they already know. Anyway.
Introducing the small Snape.

name I can not remember. I saw him last night, but I was dying to sleep so I just saved the image. Better than nothing, right?

And here the little Scorpius Hyperion.

Cute, eh? For the name of the actor ... the same holds true of Snape XD