Part Of Chapter II Of My Book

The fairy of late autumn.

Once upon a time , by so much , a fairy who announcing the arrival of Ice Queen . Her role was to sleep naturally without the pains of death by freezing . After her sister Summer Fairy go leaving behind ripe fruit plants, and she came and there he stopped and began to sing .

The sounds you get out from under the bow wielded it, is widespread in nature and numb all the sap from the leaves down into trunk and trunk back into place into the ground. It dries slowly and get reddish color which over time turns into a warm brown . But plants not only asleep, but also insects and small animals earth   After she finish singing and go to other places after they left an unnatural silence just ready to receive the first frost. Sometimes, lost in her song, Fairy forget to go and just what his first snowflakes fall on the revival of dreaming and forced to go on

Everyone loved her magic , her beauty and talent and invite them to their parties but Fairy smiling, beautiful thank them politely refuse.

Her grace, for which He envied everyone was more a punishment it, or so she believes. The sounds you get out of her bow had destroyed his only joy out of music ....

  ...... Barely begun to learn the mysteries of music and wandering singing forest to observe what effect they had different sounds, when he heard a flute in the distance, stopped and listened carefully. Sounds like dripped unprecedented joy to the heart. With easy steps carefully so as not to make noise crept through the trees to see who the skillful singer. It was a surprise for her when he saw by far, among the tree trunks a woodcutter sitting on a stump. Expect a faun or other magical creature. He heard the sound of flute and felt like her soul is born something that had never known before. He expected to finish and then responded with another sing but addressed the issue. Woodcutter, hearing music, jump up surprised, and then turn listen to some to where I came from that magical song. When they saw through the tree trunks Fairy beckoned to stop. They looked a while, both knew that they came from different worlds and were forbidden to see or touch but could be heard singing And they singing walking along and download songs and each other until they arrived at her palace. She remained on the terrace, and he just at the edge of the forest, they looked for a while and they beckoning with his hand and left because every night the stars came sprung. Established between them a kind of communication, early morning when the sun rises, Fairy out of the forest, passing courageous on the field near the village where he lived the woodcutter and began to sing

After she finish , walking through the woods singing or went to her palace on the terrace where she expect him to form duet that transform the nature .

Sometimes woodcutter quickly appear and remains hidden among the trees just betray his presence by the flute sound . Sometimes Fairy was in the palace and heard the sound of the flute ask her presents and then went out on the terrace and answers quickly picked up the song and then sing it together.

Formed a wonderful duet, all nature would stop to listen. They put so much passion in music that many times though autumn flowering trees. It is this passion brought them trouble, lose their desire to be together and stopping the time to stand together as much have uploaded music with such feeling that everything has petrified. Fairy never felt that flute sound stopped and realized this only when the finished song and looking around they saw that it was of stone. All the leaves of trees, birds on branches that had gathered to listen. Frightened, she ran to where he knew woodcutter stops to sing along without being seen. it worst fear had happened . Supported by a tree stone , whit the flute to his lips, The cutter was also a statue by stone. It was just a poor mortal, not a magical being and the sound charged with desire struck him fully.

Seeing what happened returned to the palace and took the most powerful tool then went back outside on the main alleys

and began to sing putting all sorrow by that was able to track. Leaves, flowers, trees and grass and came back to life but the birds and woodcutter had remained petrified. . There was not able to create that magic sound for that she was alone and something is broken in it. He never returned to the palace but went straight through the woods singing and trying to revive nature.

What was a magical being did not need to eat or sleep so she did not ever come back on those lands . In her peregrinations from place to place and stop singing, first try to revive nature and if you fail by miss start a song trying to soften the stones to tell their secrets .......

  Autumn, later, when you'll see that any tree blooming or if you find the grass covered by frost grain shining perfectly transparent ice, know that there are those passed Fairy and her tears .......

    By Tonko Alexander

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Twilight bitter

Created 10/06/2014 The other day I said that I saw “my unrequited love” and that this turned me inside out but it was just that, there was something that gave me cover. Now that I more or less quiet, I want to tell you all that I have lived in a few hours ..... ..... I left work after the program and on the way home market was the first stopping point. The list is large, quickly filled two large bags of raffia. It was hot, I was dressed as the morning was really cold thick, bags were heavy and tired, I barely crawled home. I had about 20 yards to go up the street leading to my building when I see in my face girl you call "my love unrequited." It was on the sidewalk, with the child by the hand and was talking to someone. And she saw me because he started to turn his head towards me when when to party. I passed by it, throwing all our eyes and we overcame it all with the thought that even this time fate was against me. I had my hands full with luggage and she was with child and talk to a person and After 10 meters I turned on the street that I was going to block and I did only a few steps and I felt watched. I turn my head and see how passing through the street, baby hand and looking at me. So I went further, I'm staring back at her, watching her get away, went up the street and disappeared after a block. I just got home, not feeling the weight bags, I was not tired but turned upside down because this time either, a-7-a time I failed to introduce myself and to leave a business card with my details. After so many years of exchanging glances want to give him a chance to converse with me if you want to. I ate with thoughts lost and with a heavy heart but I knew mockery planned by fate is not over yet. I had a way to do ..... I get a call from my parents who wanted to give me some trays and grates from the stove. They had taken a new one and I needed them to bake more pies at once. Do not change me, only my shoes and go. For short stay only 2 bus stops, do I still get nothing but the keys and have among the blocks with his hands in his pockets and thoughtfully. Get faster and get two big bags of raffia that no longer leg but it punches well gather the thought that maybe I'll download it because of nerves made cynical fate. I had no idea what was coming and how sadistic can be the fate of us men ..... Out of the building where my parents live and I head to the bus station because the bags were heavy and darkness begins to fall apart. Arriving at the station leave the bags down, overturning an infernal noise of empty tables and I get to watch the sunset reflected in the windows of the building across the street waiting bus. My mind was taken by "unrequited love" but the 6 th Sense warns me that they looked Eyes rotate station away from me and I see a girl turned to face me. A swiftly and without intent, so that a finding of a present .... around 18, long blonde hair copper height between 1.60 and 1.50, well connected and attractive forms .... . Las assessment for the station bus stop, grab bags with hope and get on at the back door because it is more room on the platform and let the bags down and I start bar near the door and a glimpse sideways as she goes door next to the driver. The bus stop was only one person, so that was standing at the door in the middle. All seats were free. I see that through all the bus and sits in the last row of chairs facing me and take out she’s phone and begin to look at the screen, leaving me time to keep me a notice. Only now, at the light, I see better and remain stunned. It has a smooth skin, white, a little doll's mouth, in fact all her looks like a doll and when finished reading, put the phone in his pocket and looked up at me a couple of huge gray-green eyes ..... I can feel her eyes scanned me from head to foot and then how it clicks in my eyes. I blush all, just like a kid, I'm wearing a tracksuit trousers and a flannel shirt and sort of standing have some tennis shoes are all homemade clothes, worn  ..... and more and carry around two bags with raffia table .... looks exactly like the homeless who gather irons and bottles to sell them and earn a half of vodka genocide. We sat and watched it, I was fascinated by the contrast between the mouth of those tiny, beautifully shaped lips, full and huge eyes. I have not even felt when they passed two stations and had to get off. I left the station and we still looked up bus departed too much longer to see. I collapsed on the bench in the station and my head several times in the pillar which supported the roof of the station to calm down, that I could tell .... Who am I? I shook her beauty and her gaze lowered to the depths of my soul, breaking the old doors locked and giving forth feelings seized there forever? And if we were talking, wonder what I could to give myself who are at the twilight of life ...... Perhaps it's better to stay with the memory of a beautiful girl, i do not know her and i will not see her again ..... by Tonko Alexander

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