Saturday, April 24, 2010

Caover Letter For Pt Aid Prologue

So sad, so lonely, so much pain, so much despair, never in my life have I heard something like that, it was as if everything bad in the world will join in a cry and walked through my head, perforating it mercilessly.
had been an accident, my curiosity had brought me there, I do not want to disobey, but it was only a child. There was only a trip to Grandma and then my life became more bizarre than it already was.
Since childhood, he had the ability to see images of the future or past of a person by his side, was like seeing small pieces of film to the next dacute; to happen?, these and many were the questions that ran through my mind. My grandmother had entered a few minutes before and I do not like to wait, so I decided to go. As I entered I saw scribbled on walls, now they were writing, all in a crimson red that even I, knowing nothing at that time, I could feel the fear through my body. Was to enter the main camera when I felt it. An unexplained cold hit my body and everything is black around: that was when the voices began to be heard: fear, pain, sorrow, hunger, loneliness, hopelessness, etc., All at the same time began to sound so high my ears and my cuerpo wanted to disappear and fail at that time. When you return me, the voices were heard far and my little body was bathed in a cold sweat. I no longer found in the cave and my grandmother was at my side. Beside her was a beautiful crystal white bird seven tails. My grandmother said I should keep it with me, that would decrease the sound. Do not scold me, nor looked at me sadly, maybe she really expected me to enter.
She told me that if I wanted the voices disappeared, had to find the guardian, the guardian must protect the creatures that lived there, Should find it and guide you, but if I did voices could cost me my life.
He was only four years old.

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