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April (the legend of unicorns)

(previous entries: Hunting , This land is mine! and death Fleeing )

This is the April draft Addicted to Scripture that was to make a children's story. Hope you like! (Again see my tendency to get unicorns in fairy tales ... I am nothing original ...). In short, the moral can apply to us adults as well (going for you, anonymous!).

By the way, do not forget to visit The Chronicles of Cripe need opinions! Without further ado, the story:

The legend of unicorns

Had a legend that would be born two girls, one with white hair and a black hair, which would be the most evil and the kindest of the land, but what would be what would be known only when the evil black catch the unicorn and the unicorn kind white.

When the two girls were born, everyone was clear: the girl with dark hair, obviously, would be chosen by the black unicorn, so they decided to keep him under constant surveillance to prevent their evil, while the girl white hair was spoiled by all and brought up to be the leader of the country when he grew up. The day of the eclipse and the two girls came were taken to the forest, where they were told to catch a unicorn.

The white-haired girl looked for the right place in a clearing and spread a thick and strong network to capture the white unicorn when he appeared. If the unicorn appeared black, just let him pass by. Finally, a bright light flooded the course, preceding the entrance of the white horse ...

The girl with black hair, believing it would be the choice of black unicorn after so many years listening to the same, simply sit and wait and dozed until a noise woke her helmet. With a sigh, he stroked the dark hair of the creature and asked him to accompany her.

The white-haired girl entered the village, dragging the net and shouting

- I caught the white unicorn!

When all came unraveled the network and could not avoid releasing exclamations of surprise when they found that the creature's fur was jet black. Were even more amazed when the white unicorn appeared, with black hair girl sleep over it.

Moral: stick to the facts before you judge anyone, perhaps the white-haired girl to spoil that all is not so good as indicated by their hair ...

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All stories and characters in this blog are fictitious. Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidental.

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Cripe Chronicles

For a class assignment, which we did create a wordpress blog, I created The Chronicles of Cripe. Unlike all my other blogs, I post there are real stories that happened to me in the bar where I work. Do not miss it, it's worth!

Up-close Tight Briefs

Well, I do not know what to say that I do break for exams if I update every week, but anyway. The Raiders only break of the night (mostly because I'm out of material and I can not make anything new until the end). This entry is for anthology of women writers club . Sweet Wow I hope I will accept it, is a somewhat twisted love does not end well ... XD.

Hunting Entered the city through the port Delmedeiae after several weeks traveling as a stowaway on the ship of the clergy of the property. In a way, I suspect they knew they were here, they often find food suspiciously abandoned in the most unusual places and over a long time passed too close to where he was hiding. I know they are powerful enough to detect an intruder if disturbed, so I appreciate that if it found me, I have been out of my hiding place ... or I would not have been thrown overboard. Although, of course, that would be against their philosophy and religion.

I heard horrible things about this city cursed and all that is in the archipelago Kulitíes. Although imposition of the covenant they made with the Union after the war ended Dielmanesa between them, had to adopt the religion of the benign gods, in fact most of its inhabitants, thieves, criminals and murderers, worship and demons ... no official leaders are mere puppets led by the true masters ... the undead. I'm leaving quickly

Port District and I am the Temple District, and I know that this area is completely independent, is the only one in the citywide know that evil is kept at bay. In fact, the boat filled with clergy and Paladins in which I made the trip has been sent as reinforcement and replacement of the clergy who have been here since a few months. I guess that clerics must be rotating, because trying to impose order in a city where chaos dominates wears the powers and the faith of anyone. As I have understood, so I told the young sailor who helped me get into the boat without being seen, the clerics of the good must fight three factions: the underworld (which is associated with a band of vampires), the Council Guild (which is for free and generally pursued their own benefits) and another band of vampire underworld that controls independent of the cemetery district. If I know that once was my lover, Kodos, will have joined the latter.

do not know what hit me more, if the fact that I leave for his dream of finding eternal life or the price it was willing to pay for it. When I left I spent many months in solitude, not knowing what was intended. Then I noticed how slowly he was losing his humanity, until finally I had a prophetic dream that showed me how, after ending the lives of several innocent people, was accepted by the clique of vampires and become an aberration. All I know is that when he was about to hire the Vampire Slayer to finish him off, I realized that had to be me to make this work, so was our relationship and myself. And now I'm here, because something tells me that among all the cities of the archipelago damn, it is precisely this: the biggest and the most plagued by corruption and crime. I will find and will end with the monster that has the same appearance, but it's not him.

surprised by the beauty that can take this city without a soul, I find the Temple District full of houses, but no place where an ordinary citizen seeking protection of the Good can rest. I guess it's normal, because nobody in this damn city seeks to protect the Good. How to spend the night without being robbed or murdered or enslaved is a serious problem. Should go hunting now, but I need a little rest and psych up before going after Kodos and I'm not stupid enough to do so in the darkest times, times that vampires are more powerful. Concerned that there are fewer light, go to the gates of the city and asked a soldier who looks at me strangely and, holding his sword tightly, telling me that the best I can do is go to the central area of \u200b\u200bthe city and try your luck at gold and gem in the marketplace.

The tavern is a place of sufficient quality, only surpassed by the landlord, for the dragon marble, where hosted by the great officials. By the looks of the customers and the place where it is, I infer correctly that is a pretty expensive place where merchants spend the night without a special agreement with the unions. However, given that the alternative is to spend the night in an unsafe place, I let go of my gold coins happily. After all, it may not happen tonight. I have a beer with a drunk businessman who told me before falling round:

- Are you new in town? Do not worry, here there is only one rule ... Do not get caught ... unless you have a lot of money.

Disgusted, I retreat to my room and tried unsuccessfully to sleep unas horas antes del amanecer. Ha llegado el momento de salir de caza. El tabernero me mira anonadado mientras salgo por la puerta, pero no se molesta en detenerme. La gente de esta ciudad bastante tiene con protegerse a sí misma, nadie aspira a ayudar a otros. Imagino lo que piensa: si quiere morir, es cosa suya. Pero yo no voy a morir… voy a matar.

Sigo mi intuición en dirección al Distrito del Cementerio, moviéndome de sombra en sombra con el menor ruido posible. Sé que está cerca, porque aun lleva el medallón que le regalé y puedo percibirlo. Cuando voy a doblar una esquina, una forma se abalanza contra mí y me derriba. Lucho con todas mis fuerzas contra el vampiro, pero es demasiado fuerte para mí and about his fangs on my neck ... before ashes. I look stunned savior. Kodos gives me a half smile that makes you poke one of his tusks. More beautiful than ever, moves with the grace of a cat his huge muscles, but he is now less than ever.

- I knew you would come, "he says, coming closer. Wield my sword with its blade firmly and interpose between the two. - How do I threats?

- Do not take a step further, murderous beast, "I say, with a heavy heart. He laughs and I feel as if I had not changed anything, as if we were in Dielmo and nothing had happened.

- You're still the man I fell in love "He says with velvety voice - think I've changed, but you are wrong.

- lie! I've been killing innocent people!

- Ah, your prophecies. But you should learn to see better, love. I killed, but not innocent. In this city, there are no more pure souls that the louts of the Temple District, and my drain I'm doing more good than all of them together. And the reward is eternal life!

slowly is coming and I can not resist his hypnotic gaze. Contemptuously away my sword, which falls to the ground and kiss me passionately. Besa as beautifully as ever, but something has changed. His mouth has a metallic taste, perceive vaguely. A taste of blood, I shudder while awake spell and grab my belt stake, stuck in the heart.

Separated from me and looks at me puzzled as it withers. His eyes seem pure, as in the old days, and I know I will carry this image taxed until the end of my days. Crying, pick up the medallion from the ashes and get up quickly when he heard a noise behind me.

- You have done well, "says the sailor who helped me reach Delmedeiae. I look at him without understanding, until you remove the wig and undoes the spell illusion that surrounds him, to reveal the shape of the vampire hunter who was about to hire. - It is always hard to kill them, whereas before they were someone we love can be explained "But if you do, then you are worthy. Will you join my people, to stop them?

I look even with tears in his eyes and head nods slowly. After a last look at the ashes of which was my great love, accompanied him toward my new life. I have a lot to learn and when they do, the vampires will tremble at the mention of my name.

Go head! I forgot this:

Coming soon ... I'll upload the interview. XD -----------------------------------------

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All stories and characters in this blog are fictitious. Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidental.

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Come. Reza. Ama. Petits

The story of a woman who gives up everything-home, friends, money, even as long as husband to find herself. To feel passion for life, food and fall in love again.

A true story about how once you find you've missed completely. Come

. Reza. Ama. as a philosophy of life is synonymous with happiness assured.

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Pause Game Pause: April slogan

The slogan of this month was EARTH. I'm still testing , this is a special entry because it had the story done and I forgot to hang!

This land is mine!

Nobody was going to say, when they bought the lovely cottage, which would be put like mess. Apparently, there was a problem for several generations boundary between the land and surrounding. The elderly owner of the neighboring lands claimed several meters as his own and when they went to talk to him to find the wall a few feet from where it should be, the cantankerous Mr. drew his gun and, pointing, shouted

- This land is mine!

Unfortunately, this call ended with the meager forces of the old, the heart is stopped and fell to the floor with the gun is fired in the coup and gave a glancing blow to his neighbor.

At least a few days later the heirs came to their new neighbors and, apologetically, hostilities ended with a cake as an offering. The gratefully accepted, but because of family history and had not wanted a piece, they decided to throw it away, just in case ...

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Review our opening

On March 23, 2006 Chair opened the Reading and Writing UNECO sub-based Central University of Venezuela, assigned to the area of \u200b\u200bLinguistics at the Graduate Studies Committee of the Faculty of Humanities and Education of the Universidad Central de Venezuela, coordinated by the PhD in Discourse Studies. General Coordination of the Chair is located at the University of Valle, School of Language Sciences, in Cali, Colombia. It has seven offices in Latin America: Colombia, Argentina, Chile, Mexico, Peru, Puerto Rico and Venezuela. Five branches in Colombia, seven branches in Argentina, three branches in Chile, two branches in Mexico and two branches in Venezuela.

The objectives of the Chair are:
1. Promote and accelerate the exchange and appropriation of knowledge for the renovation and academic excellence in the field of reading and writing, and teaching the mother tongue.

2. Encourage the design of innovative models of teaching, learning and development of reading and writing at different levels esucativos.

3. Influence the formation and maintenance of high-level students in education and research in language and literacy processes.

4. Affect the renewal of the initial training of teachers in reading and writing maternay language of the region.

5. Result in a change of national education policies and Latin American language teaching and developing reading and writing that enable better student academic performance in Latin America.

members of the UNESCO Literacy Sub-based Central University of Venezuela are

Adriana Bolivar ar (Coordinator): Coordinator Academic Committee and head of postgraduate research in the line labeled Academic Discourse and Academic. Responsible for maintaining relationships with other sites and sub-offices of the Chair and facilitate the activities covered by the Chair, namely, training and research, training and studies, upgrade, training, seminars, conferences and forums and international cooperation.

Rebecca B eke (Assistant Coordinator): Assistant Coordinator of the Academic Committee. Representative of the School of Education and co-coordinator of the ECOLE project (Strategies Reading Comprehension). Is responsible for activities related to training in reading and writing undergraduate and research programs and updating for teachers.

Elba Bru not Castelli (voice 1): Representative of the School of Education and co-coordinator of the ECOLE project. Head of the Language Ronbinson Program sponsored by the Secretariat of the UCV. Responsible for course-related activities of understanding and producing texts aimed at graduates who will enter the UCV. It deals with international and national cooperation with other universities the Chair.

Martha Shiro (vocal 2): \u200b\u200b Representative of the Institute of Philology "Andres Bello." Responsible for research activities in the area of \u200b\u200breading and writing in the UCV. Writing Committee coordinates the Latin American ALFAL, and deals with international cooperation with other universities in the Chair.

Yosely or Brice (Secretary): is Secretary of the Chair, venue UCV. Representative of the School of Education. Co-investigator research academic discourse and science. It carries the updated blog of the Chair and keep in touch with other members of the Academic Committee, as well as with other employees of the sub-headquarters UCV.

To Make Toy With Dynamo

Fleeing death (writing Automatic April) and notes writing Addicts

(previous stories: For what I've , illustrated short story , multiple Deja vu, creating competition )

death Finding

I knew death was coming after me. I do not know how, but I knew. So I thought about how he could take me away and I realized that my house was a hazard. Remove all potentially damaging elements, file the sharp edges of furniture and took care of the plugs were safe. Then I realized that if he went abroad, the death would find me and so I stayed in my home and ordered then sure everything I needed online. But even he was not sure, because relatives and friends kept coming to visit and there was a possibility that some of them murdered me. So I threw them all and not let anyone else, not even for the most important meals of the year, like Christmas. Unfortunately, to get away from me I promoted my own death ... because I choked and had not one around to help.

Well, three little things only:

1 .- This is the diploma for participating in the contest blog Karol

2 .- I won the Pack 3 pen the fallen angel! Bounce, yes ... XD

3.-Interview for all partners (including me) writers club. My answers in the comments.

4 .- I'm sorry, but I'm agobiadísima. My final exams begin before Easter (crazy, right? In May I'll be on vacation ...) and I have to finish an entire web page then, in addition to studying a huge wad of paper and passing clean notes. So I have to put up the shutters. Not last long, but it is necessary for my mental health ...

Diagram Press And Lock

This is like the dog chasing its tail

How to convince himself that an obvious fact is, in fact, a lie?

When is enough "enough to stop deluding?

(···) And do they sound so great, I promise not to say anything. Nothing is always the whole truth. "Nothing" means nothing. Words that say nothing in these four walls.

Promises worthless, nothing, nothing ...