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Human chronicles - The return And suddenly, amongst the whole chaos, the screams ceased and silence was all that could be heard for a few seconds. Nobody was expecting it. The shinning late coming from the sky left them agape. They had sent messages, yes, but they never actually believed they would really come. Instantly, the eyes staring such scene were flooded by tears. Fresh new tears that were beyond the constant war they were living in. Far beyond it.For a moment, they felt anger. Wrath. ¿Now they were back? But the feeling of happyiness by knowing that in that ship came friends, brothers, parents, boyfriends, was stronger and could fill them, bringing with it mHuman chronicles - The return by ~pollytonks
Ready Are you ready? - No. No, of course she wasn't ready. But she'd never be either, so why to make the worst moment of her life wait? No, it was time to do it.Ready by ~pollytonks
She replied the question just by nodding and before it happened, she was already wipping, unable to hide her tears.The man grabbed the water-greenish blanket and let free the sight of a dead man.
She quickly gazed at him and let out a shriek of horror, falling to the floor. She couldn't stand still. She was too weak to move. Crying harder than ever, she saw the doctor patiently expecting an answer, enev though it was alreadt clear that the corpse was him. She nodded in a very subtile
Tic Tac Y alli estaba finalmente, frente a frente con la puerta del destino. El destino que siempre lo habiaTic Tac by ~pollytonks
manejado, hasta que habia logrado convencerse a si mismo de que ya era hora. Ya era hora de ser el, el que dominara en su vida. Basta de ser un juguete del incomprensible sendero hacia ningun lugar y las malditas adicciones.
Abrio la puerta. Dio un paso. Dio otro. No quiso dar el tercero. El miedo habia vuelto. Miedo a que? No estaba todavia muy seguro. Y junto con el miedo, vino acompañando la vergüenza, fomentada por todas y cada una de las miradas que lo seguian. Quiso dar la vuelta, pero recapacito, recordandose lo dificil q
Viaje Y desperté. El frío me calaba los huesos y el dolor de cabeza no había parado, me di cuenta tras segundos de abiertos los ojos. Me ajusté la bufanda, en un débil intento de apaciguar el efecto de la helada y miré a mi reloj. Eran las cuatro de la mañana. Cuatro de la mañana, clavadas. Me pregunté si sería una casualidad. Verán, tras años de ejercer como psicóloga había aprendido a notar los detalles y a no creer en las casualidades. Por lo que naturalmente atiné a relacionar esa hora con el estado de nervios e incertidumbre en el que me encontraba.Viaje by ~pollytonks
Temía. ¿P
Sta.sh
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¡SE HABLA ESPAÑOL!
*I start to float, I watch you watching me* what are you lookin, freak!?
*I go to floatin over my fiancee. Lookin at him watching me* :3 *I fall over him* =3= ~ <3
Ahora veo si opino algo de tus dibujos.
Pero solo de los tuyos eh xD
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