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It's always Autumn in my house. It's always Autumn in my heart. "There is still time, there is still time!" The voices claim in my sad mind. I take refuge in my own bedroom; I seek refuge in my own dreams. Winter will come, nevertheless, lasting no more than just a second. Winter will come - unpleasant guest - bringing a quick, relentless end. It's always Spring for the newborn It's always Summer for the dead.

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a christian Death

He went where she died , just the night before. and screamed to the river. "Where is now her soul?" A spirit arose, all made of fresh drops. The spirit arose and said. "Where you hope! The creature who fell and drowned in my flow has reached for your god, in the heavens above. The water preserves the memory of her death, the ground now takes care of her pale human rests." The young christian guy, appeased all his pain for the fate of his lover - now there where peace reigns - regained his control, and blessing the saints with heart full of joy - hence - turned away. Meanwhile in the water, next to the great one, another strange creature ar

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È come svegliarsi e scoprire di aver perso una mano. Ieri sera era lì, ed ora non c’è più. Sparita. All’inizio sei solo stupito, non ti sembra vero; ti saresti aspettato forse di perdere i capelli, ma una mano... Non è possibile che una mano scompaia così, da un giorno all’altro, e apparentemente senza motivo. Arrivi anche a pensare di esserti sbagliato, o che sia un qualche scherzo dei sensi, e quando ti infilerai una maglia la tua mano farà capolino dalla manica, come sempre. Ma poi ti infili la maglia e dalla manica non spunta nulla. La mano è andata. Scomparsa. E questo ti spaventa

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a christian Death by ForestoFairies, literature

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a christian Death

He went where she died , just the night before. and screamed to the river. "Where is now her soul?" A spirit arose, all made of fresh drops. The spirit arose and said. "Where you hope! The creature who fell and drowned in my flow has reached for your god, in the heavens above. The water preserves the memory of her death, the ground now takes care of her pale human rests." The young christian guy, appeased all his pain for the fate of his lover - now there where peace reigns - regained his control, and blessing the saints with heart full of joy - hence - turned away. Meanwhile in the water, next to the great one, another strange creature ar

1822 by ForestoFairies, literature

of Riddles an' Rhymes by ForestoFairies, literature

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of Riddles an' Rhymes

At the end of the rainbow, when the weather is good with a huge dose of courage and a god in the mood, you can ask for his favor, hence repeat these few words: I will fight for the prize, in the name of my lord. Soon a maid will appear, and will be made of hoar, because fleeting and flimsy is the core of her soul and the souls of the fays are revealed by their shapes, as the health of the vine is declared by the grapes. She will ask, first of all, your divine patron's name: spell it slow and be clear, then if he won't disclaim, when she calls, will reply, and your life will go on. Otherwise, be quite sure that all hope will be gone. If

the Wagons by ForestoFairies, literature

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the Wagons

At dawn the heavy draught horses dragged into town the oblong wagons, containing the body of the exotic beast of the Count and the remains of the children with whom it was fed, hidden by black blankets. The young Erinno stood still to observe the procession with its unknown content until, because of a ditch, the blanket of one of the wagons lifted for a few moments. Erinno became the village idiot and died suicidal at forty. No one knows if he saw the beast or the children, but during sleep he used to repeat disconnected phrases, that witnesses refused to repeat.

the Heart in its Afternoon by ForestoFairies, literature

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