I start NaNoWriMo
probably will not finish a mission because my duties (though not always carried out) are many and should not "waste" time. Anyway, as this will almost certainly be an attempt between my computer and I start. Today I add just a little text that I had written long ago. Here it is. I'll see if tomorrow's imagination with me ...
Title: "to be determined."
were two young sisters who were walking through the forest. They were beautiful, extremely beautiful and they knew it. They liked looking at your reflection in the water from puddles or walking beside the river where he liked to kiss the hands and throw kisses to the air then quickly hunted as you take a fly or a delicate butterfly away from their face to feel the gently touching her skin. They were beautiful and they knew it, I say, know the beauty of intense golden hair that brushed her shoulders, touched his back and lay below the end of it, they liked to take it twisted and coiled into a bun fastened with silver hairpins embedded placed with mother of pearl detail that leaving it in perfect order.
walked among looking trees both soil and the sky looking for flowers and nests: the beautiful blue flowers that grow galandriano often with oak trees and the nests of any bird that announced the presence of early strawberries so beloved birds. Looking
both above and below, gazing high as the floor, as they were not abstracted behind them looked like someone was following them taking careful steps to avoid discovering his presence, when he was six feet of the youngest jumped on it his cloak over his head while quickly put his hand over her mouth to stifle her scream. Two blows with a heavy stick in his head combed small enough to detain and her unconscious if not dead. He dropped half propped gently on the trunk of a tree and went with quiet and long strides on the other sister who was collecting an armful of cerulean bells, when the carrier's staff was so close that his hand was given to rise up and throw on the golden head, the wearer seeing or better "feeling" a presence after she took a huge step forward and turned on each other with shocking agility found in the presence of one who wanted to surprise her: sunken eyes behind thick eyebrows, a thick skin of a bear on his back covering him and such an expression of malignancy blood-curdling. (Continued)
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