thought whenever about him. You/he/she was behaved by hero up to the last one, sacrificing his/her life to save others of it. He/she cried above all because in his/her cuor he felt enormously in guilt. In the instant in which you/he/she had seen the body of Ivo and that of Saint in earth, both immovable ones, had prayed because both were alive, but then it had bitterly rejoyced because among the two you/he/she had survived at least his/her love.
The good old Sam called all the survivors to harvest.
"Friends, find us in a terrible situation. They are never happened, from the memory of the times, so ill-omened events and all connected ones drastically among them. I don't know what other can happen, but it is fundamental to maintain the hope. We have remained in few, but it is an essential duty of us adults to create a new village whether to be able to let our children to grow. The cruel aggression that we have received must not represent the beginning of a fratricidal war. The men that have attached us were all hunters and narrow companions of Matteus. The people's guilt remained to the village is simply that to passively have accepted who is imposed with the violence. They will spend years before can be tried to again gather our people in an only village. This doesn't remove the fact, however, that a lasting truce is obligatory during this long period. We will find a new earth, away from here, whether to be able to reconstruct our future, but we must expedite us to make to lose our traces. Ours actual enemies could be already ready to attach us and the consequences they would be fatal."
His/her children, would have been unfortunately those, that for a long time term you/they would mostly have suffered the consequences of that horrible events. They were protected and cuddled by all the adults of the camp. Many of them had been orphan after the last ferocious guerrilla and the future it had in Serb for them hard days, wound in the darkest uncertainty.
In the meantime Saint was found in an angle, completely disinterested to what it happened out. It reflected on his/her one man shows vicissitudes.
"As it is possible that this world has still gathered me unprepared? Only few minutes before I had succeeded in crossing an I manipulate of ready men to do asunder me with the alone strength of my mind. I had understood the precariousness and the pretense of this dimension and few instants after I am enslaved ripiombato of his/her laws."
The occultist gave a rapids, timorous glance to his/her stump. He/she didn't succeed really to be convinced to have lost a hand. You remembered to have seen to emerge a big man from behind a tree. Instinctively you/he/she was made shield with the arm, but the blade of the ax had cut him of I clean the hand. Then it was fallen I deprive of knowledge. It was a miracle that Ivo had come really then, otherwise Dafne would have been sold.
For the nth time you/he/she had not succeeded in defending her/it, as you/he/she had not avoided that Sabrina suffered the horror of the violence. It was exhausted and demotivato from the continuous defeats that inexorably they repeated him in that dimension, but at the end a logical connection to that tangled confusion had found him. A simple consideration, that however you/he/she could really transform the futures you pass of that surreal walk. Whenever every had lost the control of what it surrounded him/it, succumbing to the hostility of the events, the first skirmish that preceded the to fall of a situation was dictated by the bossy incedere of the fear. His assembled to cogitate on that sign, that allowed him to reach the most obvious conclusion.
"This surreal world lives thanks to the spiritual energy and the emotions I am the greatest trap in which you/he/she can be incurred in this dimension. If in the concrete and material world the emotions not checked can throw ugly jokes, making us act badly where would brightly have succeeded usually, here their potential is infinitely whetted, so they not only divert the to act human, but they create the situations straight, the landscapes and could mould even who knows real living beings!"
Yes, it was this the apodittica induction, if not the last veil of maya, at least one of the seven that once eliminated you/they would have disclosed the arcane suggestion of the hidden operator of those earths.
Yes, because by now that mysterious world it was convinced it belonged to someone, you/he/she had been an entity or a simple energy, it always had also a conscience or a default plan. Nothing was left to the case!
XXXVIII
Matteus was prey to an insane anger. Just when you/he/she had reached his/her most secret dream of a life, to be to head of that village to be able to finally decide the beautiful one and the bad time, found again him between head and neck the incumbent threat of the attacks of that devil. It had straight secretly already consulted a witch to put an end to that torment. You/he/she had gone a night, only in the wood, next to the cavern where quite a lot years before you/he/she had met for the first time the witch.
To the times, you/he/she was pursuing a beautiful sample of buck. If you/he/she had captured him, you/he/she would have become an idol among the young hunters of his/her age. All of a sudden lost the traces of the agile animal and it found again him without orientation to wander for the wood. You/he/she was attracted by a sweet, but intense noise of roaring water. It followed incuriosito the direction from where that sound it originated and to the sudden one it opened him before an unbelievable vision. A fall was risen by the tall one of its beauty, breaking the monotony of the dense wood, totally seized to a rocky wall hidden from the plentiful leafy branches of the trees and, really under to that magic surge of water, there was a completely naked woman that was about to wash him. The libido of its young age brought him/it to throw headfirst him toward that vision without leastly reflecting.
The woman, that was set of shoulders up to that moment, when it warned him/it near it turned him of release showing himself/herself/itself without any modesty and laughing at taste while he/she was affirming:
"Oh! What a dessert odor of meat of teen-ager! And looks looks, how much excitement conceals him behind a so inexperienced and crazy heart!"
The sight of Matteus was totally abducted from the brown pubic hair of the woman. Then with taste its eyes crossed the whole softness of its abdomen to again stop, this time on the mature generosity of two opulent breasts, leaning as heads of sunflower when the sun starts its descent. Two big dark nipples worthily crowned them. The age of that body of woman could wander around the forty years and this aroused enthusiasm more still the young one, sure to conclude something thanks to that occasional meeting. But when the woman stuck out him in before, coming I meet him, its face appeared on the surface hidden from the surge of water that hid him the features before. This way it showed the whole horror of his/her face to the young irresponsible person. It was it deprives of ocular bulbs and their place he/she was vacant, without not even the eyelids to cover that two black holes that seemed to lean out on a tenebrous abyss. It had an extremely long and sharp face as those some demons, the ears they were to point as those of the gnomes. Thin lips framed a reptile dentatura, and as soon as it opened mouth it was evident the bifurcate nature of its language.
"My dear boy, won't want to tell me that you/he/she is passed you the desire to take me with violence in this uninhabited forest? It was not really what you desired ago up to some second?"
Matteus was petrified by the fear.
"A witch!" he/she thought.
You/he/she had felt so many times of it to speak through the legendary stories that the elderly ones used to narrate around the fire the evening, but growing had not given you anymore some credibility. And instead now had there him before, a witch in meat and bones!
The boy wanted to escape, but the fear had literally paralysed him/it. The witch drew near more still him and sniffed him/it.
"Eh no, my darling, I have given you some moments of great excitement. You must now satisfy sits me!"
He/she didn't know yet where you/he/she had found the strength in that breaker but Matteus, too frightened to refuse, it consented to the application of the witch. And, more terrible thing still for him, tied up as it was to his/her naivety, he/she also succeeded in
enjoying of that action.
Since then, also never admitting him/it to himself, his/her self it changed radically. Every form of ethic and affection toward the other ones quickly went disappearing in him and it developed more always him its avarice and its thirst of power. It was as if, tying himself/herself/itself to that witch, you/he/she was directly contaminated with the root of the evil. In front of the will of his/her dark instincts, contrasted to the behavior of the village, held up by his merciful and pacific laws and you slavishly follow from all of his/her citizens or almost, inclusive Prometeo, the guarantor of the order and the justice, Matteus decided to build him a life in a limbo. It was for half city of that village, when you/he/she had to hurry the assignments that people were waited for ch'egli adempisse in base to his/her figures of hunter but the other halves his/her life you/he/she obeyed to the laws of the forest and well soon with his/her group of hunters you/he/she created a new tribe where he reigned without any contradiction from the others. He/she also succeeded in getting married and to have a child, not because it desired a family, but simply because it had need of a woman that satisfied him/it sexually and it dealt him with the house.