Chủ Nhật, 3 tháng 2, 2019

Waching daily Feb 3 2019

- Dear little sister, why do you want that ugly pendant?

Denis looks at me and beckons me to hide behind a tree with thick branches.

Meanwhile I feel the whistles and flutters around me.

They are already here. They are many. I calculate that one Thirty and Andrei is at the head. Their appearance

It is livid and terrifying.

I'm very scared Denis is not going to be able to all of them. But he opens the backpack that

He carries on his sturdy back and takes some opaque glass bottles and a kind of

flamethrower.

Then he shouts with anger and with all the strength that your lungs allow:

-We're cursed come for me.

They look at it in a terrible way. You hear the laughter and murmurs.

Surround . I'm afraid they'll hurt you.

I can not see it anymore! They have made a circle and he is inside her.

Suddenly a flare illuminates the forest as if it were daytime.

I feel the piercing screams and the smell burned is unbreathable.

Come on, Adelaida! Let's go from here!.

He takes me by the hand and pulls me hard. They are burning and writhing

grotesque way The smell is nauseating.

We have finally come to a clearing in the forest. The horror has been left behind.

-Don't fear Adelaida. They have received their due. Soon only ashes will remain. Was

the only way to end them. The stakes they do not work. Only the fire could burn and

purify the damned souls.

After several hours of walking in the forest we have gone to a mountains. In the distance,

You can see the tracks of a train.

-Look Adelaida- Denis says, pointing in that address:

-That train will take you to Spain. We have to approaching the station. It has a stop

right here.

I look at him perplexed and scared and I say in a voice low:

-You will come with me Denis please. I do not want go alone

He smiles at me and replies:

-Of course. Do not worry I felt like to know your Country.

This train has a particularity, not for in no season. This is the only stop

what's wrong with it. When we arrive in Spain you will have to explain that your parents were Spanish

and that you were born in Romania. But no worry that everything will be fixed.

We finally got on the train. It's not going too full. Apparently there are not many travelers

for Spain.

The night has passed slowly. By The first lights of the morning appear.

Denis looks at me tenderly and whispers to me low voice:

-We still have a long way to go, eat something-

Denis takes out several pieces of bread and cheese and some fruit.

Since we took the train, several days and finally you can see high mountains

in the distance.

Denis notes them with joy:

-Look Adelaida behind those mountains is the country of your parents. Soon we are going to

arrive.

We have gone down at the station. It's not too much busy

It's time to look for the address that There is in my mother's letter.

Fortunately Denis takes money and we have I could take a taxi.

When giving the address the man gathers the frown:

- This is quite far. It's a farm what's outside of the city.

The farm is rustic and beautiful. The House of stone is seen in the distance with the little windows

painted green

When we knock on the door a lady opens us middle-aged. It has an amazing resemblance

with the woman in the photograph.

He looks at me with incredulity reflected in the face.

I address her with an excited voice:

-Good morning, my name is Adelaida. My Mother gave me this address.

Maybe you have met my mother.

The woman seems not to leave her amazement. To the end get talk:

-I had a sister. I am surprised by the great similar to what you have with her. I have not come back

to know more since he went to work to Romania with her husband. I asked a lot

times but they told me that he had died and that the body could not be recovered.

By hearing these words my whole body she shudders and I can not avoid the tears:

-Then you are my mother's sister.

The woman looks at me excitedly and both of us we hug and break in sobs

Denis watches us in silence with emotion reflected in the pupils.

FINISH This is the end of Brumes.

I hope it was to your liking Thank you.

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