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Darklight Children - Episode 6

were traveling by car for half an hour when Patrick broke the silence by asking: - Why did you say I'm a hero?

- Did you read the article too - Kaspar said keeping his eyes on the road. - You have saved that child from the apartment on fire.

- imagine how anyone would have done.

- Maybe. Or maybe not.

Patrick took up the sheet of paper from his pocket. - Why keep a paper with a picture of me?

- I do not remember, but we two are friends. Did you bring yourself this crop.

Patrick was silent for a few minutes staring at the paper again. - Where are we going?

- A home - answered the other.

Kaspar parked the car and opened the door to go down. Patrick took the bag and let out his friend from the medium. - In this building there is the apartment where you live - he said.

Patrick stared at the imposing building in the hope that gives him some feeling, but nothing happened.

The two men crossed the gate and headed toward the elevator. They went and both stopped on the fourth floor. On the landing Kaspar pulled from his jacket and puts the house keys in the two locks. - Yesterday me are made to give the goalkeeper - he said as he advanced on the inside.

Kaspar pulled up the shades of light flooding the apartment. Patrick stood. He looked around, he wanted to experience the feeling of familiarity, but it's that environment remains unknown.

observations, the other man knew what he was feeling. - You will see that in a short time you will feel at home. Now it is still early. - Watched the watch and said: - Come we go into the kitchen. It's almost lunchtime.

The two finished lunch that Kaspar had prepared and warmed up while the coffee into a mocha coffee, the man told Patrick something of himself.

- I am a college professor. You were my assistant. The matter is that we deal with parapsychology. It tells you nothing that word?

Patrick shook his head.

- It does not matter. Parapsychology is a division of the faculty of psychology and studies psychic phenomena and the people who have psychic abilities such as telepathy, telekinesis or precognitive perceptions. The child that you have saved, Samuel Ricci, has psychic powers. Mr. and Mrs. Ricci had entrusted me to help him control his powers. - Kaspar paused and poured himself a cup of coffee in white ceramic. - I was away for the commission, but fortunately you were coming with me. Were you to watch Sam and you saved from the fire.

Patrick looked at him thoughtfully. Then on impulse he said: - If you are an expert you can help me too. Will you teach me to control my visions?

- I can try, but I can assure you that we will succeed. Your desire to understand how they work is still a good start. Show me how you're able to have these visions.

Reluctantly, Patrick grabbed the bottle and it was at the center of the table at the exact moment when his fingertips brushed the narrow neck, his mind filled with images. Instinctively he closed his eyes.

- Relax Patrick - Kaspar said. - Tell me what you see.

- It is difficult - the answer. The flow of faces, voices and colors was unstoppable. He could not focus his mind on a face, which suffered another took its place. And then another again and again. If he had continued so would not hold. He opened his eyes suddenly, removing the hand from the glass. - I'm sorry. I could not see anything in particular.

Kaspar took out a notebook from the left pocket of his jacket. - It is normal. You still have to get used to having a gift that you asked. - The man took the same pen with which the hospital had signed cards and wrote down something on the notebook. - I think for a bit 'of days you'd better stay here with you. I saw that you have a guest room. If you do not bother you, I can settle there.

Patrick scanned the man's face. It did not seem that he had bad intentions. Indeed, he was to give back to his life. Near him gave him a sense of security. - To me there is no problem. I hope not to take away your time commitments.

- No, I'm glad to help a friend. I just have to go home and take a couple of things that I need. I'll be back before evening. - Kaspar came directly from the kitchen entrance. Then he retraced his steps. - I almost forgot - she said rummaging in his pocket. He took a pair of black leather biker gloves and handed them to Patrick.

- What do I need? - Asked skeptically.

- will be the filter for your psychic powers. You can touch anything without the danger of being overwhelmed by the visions.

Patrick wore them immediately and had no doubt that trust Kaspar had been a good choice.

They greeted the man advised him to rest.

Indeed Patrick felt a little 'tired. He lay on the bed of that Kaspar had told him to his room. Within a few minutes his eyelids grew heavy and slowly fell into the pleasant state that precedes sleep.

Patrick found himself sitting in the office of medical director.

The man was facing. She looked at him with her little ones subtle eye and mouth wide open in a fake smile.

Suddenly the door burst open and in came a tall man with a long white coat and half of Wax left eye. Pushing an empty wheelchair.

- Come sit down - said the health director.

- It is not necessary. I can walk - said Patrick, but to her surprise she discovered she was already on the vehicle with the man behind the mask that drove him. - Where are we going?

The man did not answer. They walked through a dark corridor in silence and then came out in a huge room with the ceiling split.

The man was no longer behind him, but he was in the middle of that place, behind a marble table. Were spread out over a boy and a girl.

Patrick jumped up. The two boys were the children of the cradle. Could not explain how he knew, but he was sure.

The man with the mask said: - The doors of hell are open!

A circle of flame enveloped the marble table and a fire hit the two young men lying down.

Patrick ran towards them, but more trying to get closer, the more they went away. Behind him heard the voice of a man. - Sara! Leonardo!

Patrick woke up staring at the ceiling of her bedroom beige.

The dream had followed him outside the hospital. But this time he received substantial help. He knew the names of two boys.

- Sara and Leonardo - said sitting up. - Somehow I will find you and save you.

Fulvio was uncomfortable. He was a grown man and a police inspector, but be out shopping in a bookstore was one of the few esoteric situations that put him in difficulty.

Unfortunately there had been no news on the case of man burnt, so he decided to heed his instincts.

arrived in front of the cashier handed her the book he had taken. She, a woman in her forties with curly hair, he read aloud: - "The Fire. Power friend and enemy "is a very special choice. It is understood the argument?

- No. I do not really believe in these things. It is for a friend - Fulvio lied hoping not to blush.

The cashier beat the price of the volume. - Oh ... but of course - answered with the air of someone who knows a lot.

Fulvio no comment. He paid for the book, put it in haste in the plastic bag and left the library.

reached home, he spent the rest of the afternoon reading the instructions contained in the volume. Most were purely theoretical concepts without a solid foundation on which to rely. More than half, however, he found something that might be useful.

There was a whole chapter on spontaneous combustion. Fulvio read carefully what he said:

One of the more unusual events related to fire is certainly the spontaneous combustion.

This phenomenon occurs when a body instantly takes fire without it being triggered by an external agent.

in nature have been repeatedly highlighted findings of small insects or plants without burning a fire. Scientists are used to explain the spontaneous combustion as a natural phenomenon, when the chemical reaction that gives rise to combustion is favored by the heat supplied by the sun.

However, the manifestation of the phenomenon in the absence of the sun reveals that there may be other causes.

ancient indeed, to punish offenses against a deity, the high priests of a cult were used to cast curses on the spontaneous combustion of heretics. Just a doll depicting even the smallest details of the person to be punished and it is a specific ritual, the doll had to be packed with wax. The portrait mirror image of the victim was sculpted in wax warm, let it cool and when the wax had hardened, the priests practiced the ritual burning minutes from the center the statue with the flame of a candle.

Fulvio closed the book dropping on the couch beside him.

They were all very fanciful theories, but had to really believe it?

The phone rang. The man picks it up from his pants pocket and said: - Hello, this is the inspector marks.

he heard a female voice from the unit. - Inspector I'm sorry to bother ... but I think it's an emergency.

- Tell me, I listen.

- You have just found a new charred corpse.

- Okay I'll be right. - Fulvio hung up and pulled on his jacket.

Apparently, supernatural or not, faced with a case of serial murder.

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Darklight Children - Episode 5

Every night when the lights went out hospital, he left the bed to begin her journey. A man dressed in white made him sit on a wheelchair and took him along a path that only knew him.

stopped after just a few meters. Before them was incubator, was wide to contain more than a single baby. It was the only of the room.

They went and saw it was empty. He turned to his companion. - What does this mean? - Asked

His guardian took her wrists and brought his hands to the incubator so that the palms could touch the glass. As soon as the skin touched the smooth surface, he felt as if a whirlwind had invaded the room. The walls were knocked down and run away.

He looked around. There was no one. He was left alone. He heard the monotonous melody of a music box. He wanted to go to that music. He knew that it was necessary: \u200b\u200bthat was the clue to understand the reason for his travels.

moved his left leg to get off the wheelchair and felt the noise like a loop that goes breaks. He put the other foot on the ground and gathering forces walked up to the place from which came the music.

He entered a long corridor lit by neon lights and eventually found a cot. Its interior was covered by two curtains: one blue and pink. Pulled back the first one and then another, and discovered what it contained.

Two children slept serenely wrapped in a white cover. A bracelet worn on the wrist each, one blue and one pink. The little hands were round each other, as if to protect each other in their sleep.

The music of the carillon began to creak and the sound turned in a high pitched noise and annoying. He tried where it was located, so that you can turn off and avoid waking the children.

the cradle on which he had laid his hands became hot and he realized it was empty. He turned around and saw a man dressed in white who had pushed the wheelchair. Now he could see his face. Something like a wax mask covered his left eye. I stared open-mouthed, laughing and holding a child in each hand said: - The keys will open the prison!

His fingers turned into flames and engulfed the two small bodies of innocents.

Him wanted to save them, put them in the race for sure, but the deafening sound prevented him from concentrating and moving.

He woke with a start. The shrill sound of a bell in my ears still.

- can stop playing now there is us - the nurses said the man who was holding down the button after seeing the drip of his neighbor's bed detached.

The nurse leaned over him . - Fire ... you have to stop him - he said only half-confused nightmare.

- Courage is calm - repeated the nurse, who immobilized his right arm and part of the body. - There is no fire. It is safe in the department of neurology.

Slowly he stopped squirming. - What happened? - Churches.

- came off the drip in his sleep - the nurse said, gently shoving the needle in my arm. - Her neighbor noticed it and called me with the bell. Now it's all right back to sleep. - The reorganization of the blankets and left the room.

He heard him and turned away on the right side. Was was again a dream. He was confused and incomprehensible as all her life. He was awakened by a couple of weeks from a coma that lasted months and did not know who he was. He did not know his name, nor what he had done before joining there. Yet one thing was certain: those two kids had to be washed as soon as possible.

Sitting on the bed, staring at his image in a mirror with the handle. He had hazel eyes, brown curly hair and still no name.

nurses who had come to wake him that morning had helped to wear a green suit and were preparing the bag with the few clothes he had.

- Today is resigned - said one of the two. - Some people recognized her and came to pick her up.

He did not know whether to be relieved or worried.

The nurse with the bag in his hand said: - Come Mr. Molina is time to go.

He placed the mirror on the bed. - Molina am I? - Asked doubtfully.

- Yes, it's his last name. - The other nurses helped him to get up and entrusted it to his colleague.

out of the room and headed to the first floor outside the office of medical director. The nurse knocked twice and entered the voice of Dr. Romo invited him to enter.

The nurse opened the door and made the patient sit in a chair facing the desk of the doctor. The left the bag beside him and bowed out.

- Be calm, Mr. Molina, there is nothing to fear - Dr. Romo said. - A very gentle man recognized his picture on television. And 'here to bring her home.

Someone knocked on the door again.

- It must be him - said the health director. - Next, you enter as well.

The door opened and Molina swung around to see the man in the doorway. He was tall, was wearing glasses with round lenses, but not often. He had a thin beard that covered part of the cheeks and chin. He wore a blue shirt with the top button is not connected, a dull gray jacket and a pair of light trousers of the same color.

The man came up and shook hands with the medical director, then sat in the chair next to his.

- Mr. Molina, this is Mr. De Santi - introduced him to the medical director.

- Hello Patrick, call Kaspar - greeted him while the man held out his hand.

Patrick looked at his hand, but not squeezed.

The medical director intervened immediately. - It 's like I said before Mr. de Santi. Patrick has a problem to touch objects or people. Since he awoke from a coma, said that through the physical contact has like flash ...

-Visions - Patrick interrupted him.

- How? - Gently asked the medical director.

- There are visions and not flash - says firmly.

- Oh, yes sure, excuse me - said the health director. - Anyway, Patrick is cured. From the medical point of view is healthy. If he hurried up the paperwork and issues with the police on the identification, can take it with you.

- Yes, you're all set. - Kaspar said - where do I sign the release?

The medical director handed him a printed form. - Well, these are the papers to sign. If I can but I would advise you to follow Mr. Molina with a good psychotherapist. Sometimes these visions disappear by themselves, but in other cases a psychiatric support is very helpful.

- I'll keep this - and said De Santi took out a pen from his jacket pocket and shot signed.

- As you know my name? - Patrick asked suddenly - I was in here all this time and today is the first time you call me by name.

- Did I tell you - answered Kaspar - When you are finished in a coma I was abroad on business. As soon as I came back and I heard the news of your awakening, I recognized and have come to the hospital to identify you.

- It's true - confirmed the medical director. - We have tried to trace your relatives or anyone who might recognize you, sending your pictures in television. But it is presented here only yesterday, Mr De Santi.

Kaspar De Santi reached into his right pocket of his trousers and pulled out a sheet of paper folded in half and handed it to Patrick. It was an old clipping of a page of a newspaper. Under an article of about ten lines there was a black and white photographs portraying him as he shook in his arms a little boy. The caption in bold reported these words: "Little Samuel (10 years) and her rescuer Patrick Molina (27 years)" .

Kaspar smiled. - You must be proud of you. You're a hero.

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Darklight Children - Episode 4

Inspector Fulvio Marchi was thrown out of bed by a phone call.

- Hello ... - Said with his mouth mixed.

A man from Central Park the other end. - Inspector Marks, excuse me for now. It was found a corpse in Via San Giusto, near the old school ...

Fulvio was now fully awake. - I'll be right - said interrupting the man. Hung up before he could tell the rest. He knew that area of \u200b\u200bthe city. His grandchildren Sara and Leonardo had attended the school nearby and still lived in that neighborhood with his parents.

He flung himself into the bathroom and washed and shaved. He took the closet a blue shirt and a gray jacket light, best suited to spring temperatures. He checked the gun was loaded and inserted into the holster after it tied around his shoulder. He took the wallet from the bedside table and the badge and puts them respectively in the pocket of his trousers and the jacket.

He was leaving the apartment when he remembered he had forgotten the keys. He went back inside and stood in the hall.

"Where the hell I put them?" He thought.

He moved the magazine from the table, lifted the couch cushions, but to no avail. He tried to remember what he had done the night before.

- Pizza - said. He went to the kitchen and found the pizza box on the table. All 'internal borders there were still charred and crunched. He lifted the box and found a bunch of keys.

smiled to himself and thought that this was one of many signs of the lack of a woman in his life.

Fulvio When reached via San Giusto was nine and a half. A group of police investigations had defined the place with tape, while two others a little 'more distant kept the curious away.

- Good morning, inspector marks - greeted him an agent and low fat.

- 'Day - Fulvio said as he sipped coffee in a plastic cup - What do we have?

- This is a man. E 'charred.

Fulvio crumpled up the glass and asked: - Who did you find?

- A woman wearing while walking the dog.

- Have you already interviewed?

- Yes, said he was bringing the dog in the grass ... got what. Suddenly she noticed that something was wrong and found the body.

Fulvio looked at the ruined school in front of the garden. The building was damaged in a fire about four years ago. Luckily there were no casualties or injuries: the institute was empty. The investigation did not reveal who set fire, or why they were made and further work to restructure and fit for use re-establishment. Since then spread rumors about damn school and misfortunes that led to all who approached. Perhaps the poor man died it was a test.

- We go to the body - said the inspector.

The two men approached the body lying on the ground. The policeman handed the inspector marks a pair of plastic gloves. Fulvio put them on and lifted the cloth that covered her body.

"Certain things you get used to never" thought Fulvio.

The body, which could be distinguished with difficulty the men's appearance, it was totally charred. His face was sickening. Meat it was all burned and it was impossible to identify the facial features.

- There are no matches or traces of flammable material - the policeman said, while the other carefully examined the dead.

- Have you found anything else? - Asked Fulvio.

- Yes - said the policeman. He motioned to a colleague to come closer. The third man joined the two with a bag in his hand. - It 's the only evidence we have.

Fulvio took the plastic bag in his hand. Inside was a form of terra cotta-colored brick, with the top two holes for the eyes. It was made to cover the entire face of the wearer.

- was the victim's face? - Fulvio churches.

- No, it was next to the corpse.

- The medical examiner says what?

- not yet arrived inspector.

- After examining the body that you call the scientific analysis of both the body and the mask - ordered.

- It inspector.

- Please do not bring anyone. Any new element arises let me know. Are central. - Drop the bag with the mask to the policeman and walked away.

At one forty p.m. Fulvio was sitting at his desk.

He was eating a sandwich with eggplant and brie cheese that had recommended an agent. She would never listened to suggestions about the food.

wrapped what remained of the sandwich in a napkin and threw it in the trash. He opened the bottle of mineral water to drink and began trying to erase the horrible taste.

The findings of the forensic and scientific that he had under his eyes was reported that the corpse of a man. There were traces of petrol or whatever had allowed the body to catch fire. The mask was clean. No fingerprints or residue of hair or hair.

analyzes indicate that the man had died in the twenty-four and the one last night.

- basically nothing more than I had imagined - Fulvio said. While reflecting on the causes of death, the crazy idea flashed in his head. His mind told him that the man had died of spontaneous combustion. - It's absurd. - There were no theories or evidence which could show that spontaneous combustion was a real phenomenon, but from the evidence he had at hand was the only solution to the case.

abandoned his post and went out of his office. Not far from the desk and found a police officer intent on arranging practices.

- Di Carmine, still nothing? - Churches.

- No inspector, no one has reported the death of a man.

- Okay.

Fulvio returned to his office and took up the report. I reread it from top to bottom, but I get nothing. At the time he could not make any claim. It only remained to await further developments.

Leonard opened his eyes wearily. He saw the parerti safe in his room and the ceiling. She remembered David and his friends. He had at his heels and then the light and the feeling of oppressive heat.

- Leonardo - named it Sara

The boy became aware of the situation. Was on the floor at the foot of his bed. Her sister was beside him that he had a hand behind his head.

- Leonardo are you okay? - She asked breathlessly.

- Yeah .. I believe - he mumbled still dazed.

- 'Can you stand up?

- Yes, help me.

Sara held it to her chest and accompanied him to the bed. - Come and sit down.

Leonardo dropped gently on the mattress. Another memory appeared in his head. The impasse with the gate. The road was dead, then as he had done to get by?

- What time is it? - Asked his sister.

- It's two o'clock in the afternoon.

Leonardo knew he was out five minutes before the normal time, and had come home around one o'clock and ten and had remained unconscious for three-quarters of an hour.

- You can find out what happened to you? - Sara asked. - At school I found you and when I came home you were lying on the ground motionless.

- When I arrived I had a dizzy - Leonardo said promptly. - I think it's hunger.

- I'm going to heat the room. Can I leave you alone?

- Yes, do not worry. I'll catch up soon.

While Sara left the room to the kitchen, Leonardo tried to clear his head. He was sure it had not moved from that dead end. He was trapped there and then suddenly found himself in his room. It was enough to think that to happen.

read stories like this every month on comics. The term with which the authors identified the phenomenon was "teleportation", ie the ability to move from place to place with the power of thought.

"It's incredible, but maybe ..." he thought. He needed proof. It had only one.

He had taken the keys when he left home. They used more than Sara. He went to his desk and rummaged in the second drawer. The deck with the key was there, exactly where he had left the previous evening.

Now he was sure. He had arrived home by supernatural powers.

- Come Leo is ready - Sara called him from the kitchen.

Leonardo entered the room and sat down at his usual place.

Sara picks up the pot with the pasta from the microwave and placed it in front. - I've explained how you came. I had the keys.

Leonardo twisted the tines in the spaghetti. - I teleported - answered.

Sara looked at him shaking his head. - Ah. Ah. Very funny.

had been a long day, but fruitful. Oliver inserted the key into the lock of the door and entered his apartment.

He left his briefcase with the tasks of the students on the couch and started toward the stairs to the attic.

He took the candle from his pants pocket. Sara Martini had seen her, but he was sure he did not understand that connection he had with his family.

lit it and he dropped hot wax on the floor of the attic so that it forms a circle. He went inside and squeezing strong candle formulated in his mind the place you wanted to achieve. The circle is lit by a blinding light, a strong wind rose and the man disappeared.

Oliver reappeared in the lobby of an old and dilapidated school. He smiled, satisfied the success of his experiment.

He entered the big gymnasium with the roof open. In the middle there were two candlesticks. He put the candle in her hand in the left and this grew a few inches in height.

- Very well - he said and his voice boomed. - One has awakened. Now it's up to the second.

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Darklight Children - Episode 3

Sara followed with difficulty the geography lesson. His attention was paid to dense on the right side for several minutes that gave her no respite. The pain was very low, almost close to the groin. He began to rub and slowly eased.

"Do not worry," he thought. The often happened, and had a menstrual cycle, to have this kind of pain.

Finally the bell rang the beginning of the interval. Still holding her hand on her hip, Sara stood quietly and could not feel any problems, and walked out the door in a hurry.

ran towards the stairs, quickly descended the first flight and not noticing a professor who was coming up, struck him, making him fall to the ground what he had in his hand.

- Excuse me, I have not seen - Sara said while gathering the leaves scattered on the floor.

- Never mind - said the man doing the same.

The girl was just picked to deliver the package, when he saw him in the face.

was Professor Barbieri, the one with the strange left eye patch. Sara knew it was inconvenient, but could not help but feel a sense discomfort in watching it. He bowed his head and quickly realized that nearby there was a step above a candle embossed with a design similar to an inverted star. He picked it and handed it all to man.

- Well, I think that this is also his - said.

Barbieri Oliver tore the material from his hands and quickly put the candle in his jacket pocket. - Are you more careful next time - he answered as he walked away up the stairs.

She nodded and resumed his run.

David Capri Leonardo grabbed by the shoulders and pulled him up by force chair.

- Come with me - he said, and dragged him toward the door.

- Stop David - Leonardo said, trying in vain to resist. The other guy was taller and more muscular than he.

- You're not so brave when there is nobody to defend yourself. - David pushed him against the wall in the deserted corridor and stood inches away from him.

In his face framed by auburn curls, Leonardo saw a light evil and wicked.

David snapped a boxcutter in his right hand and laid a cold blade on his cheek. - Come on tell me again that I am just a bully. One who can not defend itself in words. Or are you just a pisciasotto ?

Leonardo swallowed hard. The offenses of David made him angry only. He wanted to pick a fight, but something inside him prevented him. That force that he felt burning in his veins did not materialize in a defensive action.

- Leonardo Is everything okay?

The voice of the newcomer turned it on both left the two boys.

Juri had appeared suddenly. It seemed the stereotypical fairy tale hero: tall, with blond hair and blue eyes focused in a fierce look and decided.

boxcutter David did disappear quickly in the pocket of his jeans. - Yes, everything is ok. We were joking. - He walked away, disappearing into the bathroom of the males.

Juri Leonardo approached and looked at him suspiciously. - Is it true?

Leonardo smiled. - Yes, do not worry. Nothing happened.

The boy stared at him for a few seconds. - Okay. We'll see - he said. He went directly to the output.

Left alone, Leonardo drew a sigh of relief. What apparently was in debt with Juri.

Sarah and Juri came together in the back yard of the school.

- I just saw your brother - said the boy. - He seemed in distress.

Sara looked at him puzzled. - What do you mean?

- I do not know, I thought he had problems with a boy with blond hair ... but do not worry, I have intervened in time.

Sara smiled at him. - My prince without blemish and without fear.

He laughed in turn. - Yeah, but your prince would be able to see your side as public. You spoke to us of Leonardo?

Sara darkened. - Not yet. It is not as easy as you think. My brother is hyper-protective of me. I tell him that a guy would hit the ground running to snoop on you.

- So what? I have nothing to hide - Juri said.

- I know that. Just give me a few more days, ok? Then talk to him.

- At least you told the invitation to the Full Moon ?

- Sure. It will for sure - said Sara, omitting complaints of his brother. - I imagine there will be a birthday party, right?

Juri shrugged, feigning indifference. - I do not know. You come and find out.

The bell rang the end of the interval, sending its distant echo in the courtyard.

ready to return to class, Juri kissed the girl on the lips. - See you at the "birthday girl".

During the last hour of class Leonardo and his companions were engaged in a long and tricky task of writing history. Since its outcome depended on the final vote of the year.

Professor Barbieri was sitting behind the desk and make sure no one tries to copy. As that ended, the boys gave him the sheet and the man let them out early to go home.

Ten minutes after the bell rings, five were left in class including Sabrina and Leonardo. Leonardo also decided to wait to hand over her friend to go away with her, but Professor Barbieri meet his gaze.

- Martini when you're finished delivery - said the man.

Afraid to alienate the teacher to evaluate his first task, Leonardo decided to change his plans. He put his knapsack on his back and took the task to the teacher.

- Goodbye - said Leonardo.

- See you tomorrow e. .. bon voyage - Oliver said Barbieri.

Leonardo looked at him in amazement, without knowing if he was serious or joking weaves. The Peculiarities of Professor Barbieri were famous throughout the school, but his answers always left stone for their absurdity.

"Who knows what they have meant," he thought as he left the courtroom. Started down the stairs and decided to take no notice. He arrived at the ground level and leaned against the wall. The bell would ring in ten minutes, and Sabrina is that Sarah would come. Would have to wait Juri idea he did not enjoy, but Sabrina was happy to do the road with him.

- waiting for someone? - David said, emerging from the corridor in front with two kids in tow. One with the ugliest face of the other.

Leonardo was sure that if he were already gone. He handed the task long before him. It was a plan to surprise him and no one seemed to have good intentions.

welcomed David showed his devilish grin. - I was hoping to meet you. I wanted to introduce you to my friends.

Panicking, Leonardo walked rapidly towards the door. When he arrived in the court thought that Sara would be worried if he had not found waiting for her. He hesitated for a moment. Just saw David and his friends not far distant from him, fear took over and walked on.

In no one was around at that time were all still in the classroom. No Juri would help him in his re-appeared. He was alone and felt the fear rise up in me. began to run without paying attention to where he was going.

- Where do you think of escape? - The David yelled. - Not this time no one will come. - The three boys ran themselves following him.

Leonardo never looked back. He put all his strength in his legs he had, but there was no way out. The road ahead was over and ended with a thick gate. Had taken refuge in a blind alley.

He looked around. There was no place to hide and would soon be reached. He did not want it to end like that. Knew he could not do anything alone against David and his two friends.

- I want to go home - he said.

He heard their footsteps approaching. They were about to arrive. There was no escape. They would have taken.

- I want to go home - he whispered back. - Safe in my room.

Something woke him. He felt a very warm, like a fire burning inside my veins.

Blowing unnatural. Leonardo's body was wrapped in a light beam and soon disappeared without a trace.

The three boys arrived at the gate which closed the road.

- Now you're in trouble - said David, but his surprise found no one to listen to his threat.

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Episodes That Bulma Is In

"Please ... tame 'The new generation Bangladeshi

When we talk about a book, a movie, a play or a place ... when I recommend reading, viewing, visit ... we're doing a homage to that work of man or nature ... or rather not talking about ourselves? It is not our reading, the visit of our being, our experiences we are inviting the other person to do?
With this useless question on our inherent egotism ¹, I recommend reading this book that everyone recommended, and also I was advised many years ago by a dear friend, a little princess, but I did not read until I was given, together many other books, from another friend and colleague.

"My life is monotonous. I hunt chickens, and men hunt me. All chickens are just alike, and all men are alike. And I'm so bored. But if you tame me, my life will be as enlightened. Know the sound of steps that will be different from everyone else. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music. And then, look! See, down there, the wheat fields? I do not eat bread and wheat, for me is useless. The wheat fields say nothing to me. And this is sad! But you have hair the color of gold. Then it will be wonderful when I have tamed. The wheat, which is also golden, will remind me of you. And love the sound of wind in the wheat ... "

The fox gazed long the little prince

" Please tame me ... "he said.

"Willingly," replied the little prince, "but do not have much time, though. I have friends to discover, and learn many things. "

"Do not you know that the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men do not have time to learn anything. They buy things already made. But there is no shop to friends, People no longer have friends. If you want a friend, tame me! "

" What should I do? "Asked the little prince.

"We must be very patient," said the fox. "In the beginning you will sit down a bit 'away from me, so the grass. I will keep you out of the corner of the eye and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But every day you will sit a little 'closer ... "

The little prince came back the next day.

"It would have been better to return at the same time," said the fox. "If you come, for example, every afternoon at four o'clock, three o'clock I shall begin to be happy. Over time increase my happiness. At four o'clock I shall begin to worrying and jumping about, find out the price of happiness! But if you come you do not know when, I'll never know what time to prepare my heart ... "

[...]

So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of departure drew near:

"Ah," said the fox, "... I'll cry."

"The fault is you, "said the little prince," I never wished you harm, but you wanted me to tame you ... "

'It's true," said the fox.

"But you will cry," said the little prince.

'And' course, "said the fox.

"But then we gain?"

"We gain," said the fox, "the color of wheat."

[1] egotism : s. m . intellectualist attitude characterized by an analysis of their smug self. (Source: Garzanti Linguistica)

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Darklight Children - Episode 2

The burnt smell filled the air.

Leonardo was dabbing his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, but the stench reached his nostrils and at the same poisoned his breath. At his feet the large field was reduced to a miserable brown patch, where even the shortest blade of grass had been eradicated.
that awful smell of burning showed no signs of leaving. He felt stronger and stronger as we went along, his clothes were soaked, even if it is not much of the clothing he was wearing.

Pants were filled with tears and fraying . All the part that covered the left thigh was destroyed. A long cut, which left the dock up to the knee, showed her naked flesh wound with dried blood. The shirt was reduced to shreds, because that still resisted caught in the armor. This was all dirty and showed signs of full shots that he had received.

Leonardo continued to proceed with a slow and laborious. Every now and then threw some cough and throat closes to force him to call. He had the strength to do so. His only thoughts were turned to find his enemy. Maybe finally get rid of her if necessary.

the floor he saw several bodies. Were reduced much worse than him, some even were devoured by the flames and the stench of burnt flesh was to increase his sense of nausea. To know some of have feelings: friendship, gratitude, devotion ... but why? He could not remember why. Now that he thought, do not even remember why it was looking for or why he was there.

He stopped abruptly. - What am I doing? Why do I find the girl? - Asked knowing that no one could answer him.

The road was traveling disappeared. The burned area was gradually turning into the ground. Firm and gray. Equally slowly took shape the walls of the place.

Leonardo found himself in a corridor, long and dark. The walls had no windows, there were no lamps or candles. The light was forbidden to enter.

alone and full of doubts, Leonardo feared the darkness. Then he heard the slow breaths. The increased breathing and turned into laughter, frightening and terrible showing no signs of quitting.

Fear of Leonardo returned to being angry. He wanted to attack that laughter, screaming, forcing his persecutor to stop making fun of him. She tried to scream, but did not go out of his mouth sound.

An unfamiliar voice, full of hatred erupted in the quiet: - You can not change destiny!

arrivals heard a shot in the chest and fire burning inside.

- No! - Leonardo Martini screamed, waking up sweating in his bed.

It was all a nightmare, but the pain he felt was real. He could still hear him, feeling his chest with his hand close to the heart.

He sat on the bed by turning on the small bedside lamp. Had already been three nights that made that dream.

- Can not be a coincidence - he said.

He lay down, turned off the light and began to turn around several times until it came in the morning.

Leonardo stood in the kitchen, yawning, his hair matted blacks and rubbing his eyes. She sat at the head and looked at her twin sister who's all perky poured steaming tea cup in his usual green.

Sara was already dressed ready to go to school, saw an extraordinary event which is usually reduced at the last minute to do everything.

adding two tablespoons of sugar to the drink, Leonardo said: - Already standing in good time. What is celebrated?

Binding blacks with an elastic hair green she said - nothing. I'm just in a good mood. But you have a horrible face. Did you sleep well?

- not much - he said sipping his tea. He remembered the nightmare. The smells, the sounds, the same wounds of his body were so intense as to seem real. He looked at his sister's face and asked: - Do you ever repeat the same dream several times and each time realizing that there is something more than previously?

She looked at him in amazement. - I do not know. Never dream.

- not true, everyone dreams.

- it will mean that remember them.

Sara's response was dry and a little 'aggressive. Leonardo realized that there was something behind. His sister had behaved like that when talking to him and he feared his reaction.

Sara sat down in front of him forcing a smile and said: - You know, this morning I called Juri.

- He, too early - said Leonardo.

- He wanted to know our commitments on Saturday - she continued ignoring his comment. - There invited to establishment of his parents for the evening.

- Wait, Saturday is our birthday.

- I think you asked me on purpose. Will organize the party at the local and I told him that there are no problems. Saturday evening we will be on time at Full Moon .

- You have also responded on my behalf? - Leonardo violently slammed the cup on the table, spraying drops of tea on the tablecloth. - Why do not you ask me first?

- Saturday is the day after tomorrow and I know that you have no commitments. - Sara stood up and walked towards the door.

- Speech ends up like this? My opinion does not count? - Leonardo asked, almost shouting.

From the bathroom came the voice of the girl. - Hurry up and finish your tea, or I'll leave you here.

Puffing, the boy drank from the cup in one gulp. Now it was not even freer to choose how to spend the night of his eighteenth birthday.

- I think you make it too long. - Sabrina Corti inserted a dime, and a twenty-distributor of food and rejected this out of the second. Sabrina picked it up and tried again, but the machine rejected it again.

- Wait, I do - said Leonardo. He pulled out a small coin pocket of blue jeans, took a coin from the winds and successfully slipped into the dispenser. - I expected some 'of support from my best friend.

Sabrina pressed the button of chips and picked up the package from the compartment below. - You know I'm always on your side. But in the end I do not think something so serious. Do you find yourself with a birthday party in a room already nice and organized.

- I do not complain to the party, but it has to be right in the room of parents Juri?

- You know that sacrifice! - Sabrina jeered as he entered the classroom and went to sit in his place.

- said the girl who was head of the fan club "I love Juri Mountains." I know it would be great for you. - Leonardo sat sideways on the chair before the desk companion. - I do not understand what you see in that guy. Just because it is blond with blue eyes

- You're an idiot - replied, laughing. He drew back from his shoulders, honey-colored hair and said: - Instead, you ask your sister if you like Yuri?

Leonardo looked at her with innocent eyes. - Sorry, I forgot. But if you are interested because do not you just carry on?

- not that simple - Sabrina said - And I do not want to risk making a fool of and he is already engaged.

- With whom? To my sister?

- She is always around ....

Leonardo shook his head. - No. All we need is the dovermelo sip as her boyfriend.

Sabrina got up to throw the empty packet of crisps. - Do not know why you got so much to him.?

- I've explained. Juri always intrudes between me and my sister. So does his friend, but when Sara tells me there with difficulty. It is false and I do not trust.

- Maybe, but to me you're just jealous. - Sabrina came out of the classroom directly to the girls' room.

"Imagine," he thought Leonardo. "I'm not jealous at all!"

- Look at 'Who's there - said a menacing voice.

Leonardo looked up and froze.

front of the entrance door was David appeared Capri. It was not just a bully, a violent but that Leonardo had targeted from the beginning year. The various attempts to defend the boy had only the effect of making it even more determined to make his life a living hell.

David walked slowly to the other guy. - Avoid the morning at the entrance is useless. You can never get away from me.

                           

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