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Chapters Epilogue 7:09

Thank you all.
Our history is over. Also this time we decided to intervene on the chapters that we had arrived in the mail two they closed in a manner worthy of this great story. Thanks to Francesca and Alessandro who have followed us to the end and that Daniel was in a crucial chapter. In preparing to write these days and will post the epilogue that ends the story, a few lines just to say goodbye to our friends. The appointment, so that's next weekend at Book Modena. On the blog you will find directions on the exact date and time of submission.
Thank you all soon.
Gabriel and Marcello.

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All around the axes of the men who had saved the first three days they had let down mercilessly on the remains of the rearguard of the army of the usurper. Fighters were angry and violent, contemptuous of death, no doubt good allies but totally unexpected: he had always considered the Northmen a threat to the Great Valley, another to be resisted by people hostile to the dragons, but evidently it was not. Even these silent men, armed with large dark, had a part in all this. Perhaps more important than he ever believed, after all, were the inhabitants of the mountains beneath which reposed for centuries Arghanteron.

But it was time to stop and think, had to proceed quickly. If it had been defeated, the enemy would have been chasing the girl and Katya. He had to keep the Usurper engaged until they had found Arghanteron. The Usurper, however, was a very tough and Ghared was having the worst.

"Kaatyaa! Katya where are you? "Was
Edenielle wandering alone in a dark labyrinth of tunnels into the rock. His eyes misted with tears you used to the darkness: he saw strange symbols on the walls, old words in a language lost, saw a shift, an arc directed to a room, perhaps a cave, from which came a bluish light, such as a luminescence natural ... that was the source of the call that was pushing into the depths ...
"I'm here Edenielle, have no fear. Open your eyes. " Lying and collected in a recess of the rock in the depths of the ridges West, Katya moved slightly to the tail, raising the head of the girl who was resting, surrounded by the warmth of his body.
"Katya ... I think ... have found it. "

From the top of the mountain he could see perfectly the little valley beyond which stood out, immersed in the clouds, the three major peaks of the ridges West. "Which three?" He thought as he struggled with the Prince Dakran Ghared. The boy was stubborn but he would soon be dropped. "What are you hiding Arghanteron?".

was weakening, and so his men. During the rituals had uprooted the life essence of dragons and receiving the precious liquid distilled from millennia gave life to his people. The dragons were killed in the Great Valley, however, had nothing to do with those who had eliminated top, many centuries before. They were young and weaknesses, and their essence was a meager food for his family. He needed Arghanteron.
gave instructions to officers to advance the army, would have provided the base camp in the valley and from there they proceeded to sift through the massive further east: it was there that the oldest surviving dragon was hiding. A nagging feeling of uneasiness invaded his soul, as though an enormous flame was extinguished, leaving a large manor frost of winter.

They had almost reached the exit. Edenielle Katya followed in silence.
Arghanteron was dead. He agreed to help, paying with his life for his choice. "The Northmen are like sons to me." He said. With them you have to make a new Covenant of Blood. " Then he used his life force to break the seal.
It was not like they had imagined: his body, plunged in darkness for many centuries, had lost its shine and had gradually withered, blind eyes were turned off by the great dragon, as well as its former strength. The dragon had sacrificed his life last drop to break the seal of fire after which the island had fallen lifeless on the cold rock. "The power to destroy the mad king has been given to men," he said before he died. While the exit to the outside VACAVA Katya wondered what he meant the great dragon silver with that sentence.
His thoughts were interrupted by a series of crackles and explosions, followed by a multitude of blows on his body, looked at his belly, where the flakes began to broken and torn and smeared with red collapsed to the ground.

"AMNORATH!"
Ghared rushed to down key to the usurper, taking with him parasse shots to anyone before. The men of the north, although outnumbered, were leading to a disruption in the group of mass murderers, who did not expect an attack, half of them were killed before he realized what was happening.
The battle raged around them with violence. His men were in the minority. The clatter of clashing blades on one another was deafening. The Exterminators were winning. Katya's children were just puppies and Whyrm only helped their cause but was in trouble against the firebrands of Exterminators and the Witches. Ghared felt forces leave. He was about to give way. The Usurper raised his heavy sword to give the coup de grace. Katya
fell hitting him on the Mad King. Endenielle was white on its back. The Usurper is prepared to fight. However, it was a Witch in Katy with his power hitting. The dragon Endenielle staggered and fell from his spine in the middle of the fray. He was a man of the north to save her from an exterminator. Katya staggered usurper struck distance with the tube that spat flame, smashing the dragon fell to the ground.
"Murderess" cried the Usurper Ghared when turned by pulling the sword from the body of Katya.
Prince Ghared tonight ... I'll finish what I left in the middle killing your father! Come on! "
The thirst for revenge and anger drove the hand of the prince, looking at every way to penetrate the defenses of the adversary and ignoring the painful wound in the back. Several times he went to sign but the signature Dakran reflected most of the shots. The long sword at the end got the better of the usurper, wounding deeply Ghared abdomen. While his opponent collapsed the mad king left the ground down the sword that would have imposed over the coup de grace, but unexpectedly the blade of the prince met her again.
Ghared he felt his body along with a renewed energy. He could almost feel the flow come ... it was the sword! The engravings on the blade glowed with a silvery light and sparks squirted into contact with the metal of the gun usurper. Ghared realized that she had the power to defeat his opponent, stood up, pressed to the rock wall Dakran infusing all his strength in the fatal blows with which he was targeting the enemy. The Usurper tried a last desperate lunge but the sword made him Ghared ineffective shattering the blade.
"Nooo!". Roared the Usurper. Dozens of huge dragons, the largest that had ever seen Ghared appeared on the horizon, sparkling in the night wounds.
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"To my Father, for my men, for the dragons." Mad King fell on his sword, killing him instantly, in a sizzle of yellow fog.

In the distance you could hear sounds of battle. robabilmente the dragons of the island of fire had arrived and were sweeping away the rest of the army of the usurper. The mad king lay dead in sprawl, the meat quickly parchment, as if i secoli di immortalità passassero ora sul suo corpo. Davanti a lui, ricoperto di sangue, il giovane che la aveva salvata dagli sterminatori.
Edenielle si avvicinò a Katya che giaceva immota a terra. Ora tutti la stavano guardando. Il suo vestito era impregnato di una sostanza che brillava alla luce della luna. China sulla grande testa del drago bianco impugnò dolcemente un lembo della veste e strizzò piano lasciando cadere alcune gocce argentate.
Lentamente Katya aprì gli occhi, e sorrise.

(Alessandro Bertoni )

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Chapter 8 Chapter 9

“ Principe Ghared. ”
Whyrm avvicinò il muso al fianco del ragazzo, mentre veniva medicato da Jenn, uno degli uomini del nord che si erano battuti con più coraggio.
Il principe fece di tutto per non sussultare, ma quello scontro con Lasa-ar aveva lasciato il segno, non riusciva a non pensare che si trovava lì soltanto per l’arrivo tempestivo di Kurgran. Il drago si era sacrificato per lui, e non avrebbe mai potuto ringraziarlo.
“Principe, ci dobbiamo rimettere in marcia, so che sei ferito, ma se non ci riuniamo subito, l’Usurpatore avrà un esercito sempre superiore con il quale poter vincere. ”
Ghared annuì, ringraziando Jenn e cercando di stabilizzarsi sulle gambe stanche. “ Verranno davvero, signore ” chiese allo Sfavillante. “ … draghi più antichi che possano sconfiggere the Usurper? "
" I'm convinced. And you must be there, because the pact will lead to the revival of a peace between our races. There will be no crowds to enslave our land. "
" Come on, then. "
The men came down from the eastern ridge were more determined than ever to provide their forces even in the decisive battle. It would have been irresponsible to think that the Mad King did not have reserves for Exterminators killed. In addition, there were witches who had found a way to enslave. One of them had attacked Kurgran, allowing the usurper the final lunge. The main concern was that power Ghared because cowardly hit. In
march at the head of the new-born army, a force that had yet to shrink but that certainly had a common ideal, the young man looked up at the huge winged figures that now guide them: the reassuring presence of the flamboyant, the flight still Kurgran uncertain of puppies that had taken cover.
not want to think for a moment the possibility that most of the Usurper could win, even killing them. Any spell possessed the Exterminators, who could not leave all their ravaged world.
"Beware! "Someone shouted from the end of the long line.
"Prince! "Came at the same time the warning from Whyrm.
There was no time to curse, only to draw the sword and fight the first of a team of extermination.
have become invisible!
seemed to really come out of nowhere, their armor dark colored rocks around them like insects huge and deadly. Some of them attacked the men, but in this whirl of blades Ghared saw many of their heads move up to the dragons.
"Noo! "The bulk of the sparkling
was like doubled in its fury, but as long as the Usurper had managed to keep them engaged in two parallel battles ... not had chance to really help each other.
And here he is laughing at them, the Mad King, in his shining armor, choice for what I felt already a victory. When she saw him advance towards him, had rejected Ghared hardly one of the Exterminators, moreover, unable to make it harmless. Panting, he could not help but try to catch my breath and focus, when he realized that he had decided to confront their own with him.
"How are you going now, eh? "Denigrated the dry voice from behind the helmet.
The air became progressively more dense and suffocating. A moment later, the Usurper attacked, not only with his sword, which creaked against the blade of Ghared. Ghared attacked with a weapon that felt and could not reject. Prince clenched his teeth, taking struggling under the weight balance of the enemy.
seek to guide, to understand where they were Whyrm Katya and their two children, tried to look where they were fighting Jenn and the others, but his perceptions and their senses do not cooperate. They were like ... off.
"I see that you understand," said Dakran. "There will be other dragons to save you, prince. The time of dragons is over. "
Raising the sword again cost him an effort to Ghared indescribable, it was like having to break a leather jacket became a shroud, a cocoon evil that opposed the move easier.
Prince shouted all his frustration, ignoring the laughter of the Mad King, releasing all his anger at the thought that every moment could have introduced the death of dozens of men around him ... and he could not help them.
"You're ridiculous," wanted to humiliate Dakran, overlooking. Ghared was on the verge of collapsing to the ground, but would not yield.
"My children, my creatures will reign over this land. The witch as he had sold his sister. I will give herself the last dragons. "
" No! "Cried the young man, rushing against the much more massive figure of the usurper.
forced him to retreat a few steps, but suddenly she saw him disappear into the invisible density haunted. Before you have time to turn around, Ghared felt an open cut on his back, between the shoulder blades, but shallow enough to surprise him and weaken him.

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Svezzamento: l'approccio naturopatico

Today I went to a Naturopath I was recommended. This is what I said about weaning:

Breastfeeding always required (males: from the left breast, then the right, always 2 breasts, females the opposite: to make the first right breast)

SOLID: NO start solids BEFORE THE FIRST TOOTH. When he put the first tooth means that the apparatus has the digestive enzymes necessary to digest food. It is true that the enzymes appear at 20 weeks, but every child is different. If you introduce solids before the appearance of enzymes can 'be very dangerous because the food is not sterile and can' then creargli of gastroenteritis and various intestinal problems. At first the child is a "sucker," then becomes able to chew, but more beyond what we expect today. It 'important to know that chew before swallowing solid food for you to be able to digest what eats.
the appearance of the teeth (it would be better to wait for the 2 pairs of incisors, top and bottom *) and then start to write pap made of food premasticato from the mother (pre-digested saliva and sterilization), after ten days (I did check-see below) and passed to the cooked pap: pap
:
5 spoons of cereals (rice or pearl barley grain or 5)
3-4 tablespoons of fresh vegetables
1 or 2 tablespoons of beans (chickpeas, the more 'close to breast milk, past, plus a bit' of azuki beans + lentils)

The proportions are these, can 'change the amount absolute. Give the child what he wants.

When I show that has digested well (do not smell, they are not dark or harsh, but yellowish) then you can gradually increase the food (dinner, ..)

meat or products Pets: NO for the first year (they are complex to digest food)

FRUIT: start with the heat this summer, only seasonal fruit, a snack (never the main meal).

FISH: the end of the first year, small fish (cuttlefish, ..)

After a while 'time that he started eating, add on, crushed, pumpkin seeds or sesame seeds.
At the end of the first year will want to 'take things to the table that we should eat only things compatible with it (Kamut or Spelt pasta only semi-full, not full, cooked carrots, etc.)
to go ahead with breastfeeding about a year and a half if you can.

same I was prescribed a tonic to cure with natural products and food of some kind (as I understand it could go ahead with exclusive breastfeeding for a long time 'without your child has weaknesses, but weaknesses are his mother, especially if it is a bit 'in later years as I am).

For more information please make an appointment with this naturopath (Dr. Marco Lo Russo) by calling this number 2006 4825034 and speak with Victoria. He is in Florence but Rome is 1 or 2 times a month.

Here you will find a table for the introduction of various foods (found on a site of a vegetarian mother). But not everyone agrees with the introduction of any food for a month determined. In general I have noticed that everyone says they avoid eggs and tomatoes for the first year , because often damage allergies, as well as nuts, peanuts, etc.. Also, the honey I've read that should be avoided because it may contain bacteria harmful to young children.

Ayurveda recommends that instead of giving to children from 6 months up milk from the cooked and seasoned with ghee (clarified butter) or olive oil, to increase the intake of iron (but in a book by Carlos Gonzales, the author says that the little iron in infants is perhaps a way to avoid the nature of their diarrhea). Here too, no one knows who to listen ..

* I found this board (wait to wean the baby has put the first 4 teeth) in bimbonaturale.org and weaning in the document that can be downloaded from the site for free.

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Lo svezzamento naturale (Baby led weaning)

Today I have the first baby food (cream of rice in vegetable broth) to James. He has eaten a bit 'but is not absolutely loved. How to blame him? I also tried it and I was really tasteless .. a friend of mine, also grappling with the weaning of her daughter, suggested I read up on the natural weaning. This is what I found, in a nutshell (thanks to her).
The Baby Led Weaning (here also called "accustomed") - or-BLW is a practice of weaning, except that it offers the most pediatricians today. The theory is that in nature (and practice for many animals, of course) the little kids go independently from breastfeeding all'esplorazone of alternative foods within their habitat . The BLW
the child begins to eat solid foods for fun alone, with your hands. Are not given to the child puree (baby food to the tiny, pale yellow, low-taste), but the pieces of food that the child will be only the mouth. There is no stress nor anxiety for the child to the mother (as is often the case for him to eat baby food) and it seems that this method di approccio ai cibi solidi porti i bambini ad essere meno difficili nei gusti alimentari quando saranno un po' più grandi . Oltre al fatto che lo svezzamento guidato dal bambino sembra essere la naturale prosecuzione dell'allattamento a richiesta.

Lo svezzamento naturale (con le parole di Lucio Piermarini - vedi sotto) è un' "interpretazione dello svezzamento e della successiva alimentazione nei primi anni di vita a dir poco sconvolgente, imprevedibile e, nello stesso tempo, più semplice e più complessa rispetto a quella attualmente in auge. Più semplice , perché fa piazza pulita di ricettine, schemi, artifici vari e filosofie di tendenza. more complex, for the focus on such factors as the strong bond between the child's eating behavior and emotional relationship with their parents, thus compelled to take ownership of their responsibilities. It 's so the child to be at the heart of the system , not the parents or pediatrician. As for breastfeeding, it is he who guides the parents, and this means:

• no more conflicts during meals;
• better nutrition;
• save time and money;
• disappearance of eating disorders. "

Google o qualsiasi motore di ricerca l'espressione baby led weaning . Si può cercare anche Gill Rapley rappresentante dell’iniziativa dell’Unicef Baby Friendly Iniziative e autrice delle linee guida sullo svezzamento "Baby-Led" ( qui si possono scaricare le sue linee guida - in inglese).

FARE :
Let the child involved when a family is eating
Put it straight when experimenting with food. Beginning in arm looking at the table. Then the chair.
Give the first food and possibly as large as the fist things that you're eating.
Offer a variety of foods such as offrireste a variety of toys.
Offer foods that have refused further: children often change their minds.
Put the newspaper under the chair or a sheet of plastic.
continue breastfeeding when they want and for as long as he wants.
fun to watch him and learn develops its capacity.

NOT DO:
not do them quickly.
Do not be groped to put food in your mouth.
Do not expect to eat the first few times: once you find that these toys have a good taste will start to chew and swallow.
Never leave your child alone with food.
Do not expect to eat everything at the beginning.
Do not offer foods that are a choking hazard (popcorn, hot dogs, beans, whole grapes, peanuts, carrots, apples, celery and fennel raw)

Main " My child does not eat me , "the pediatrician English Carlos Gonzalez,
" I wean yourself! dialogues on weaning " Lucio Piermarini (Publisher Bonomi Euro 14,90) . [read both the first, if you have other things to Gonzales" A gift for life "if there is not if which you already have a child with eating problems, the second is a book easy to read, very clear and enjoyable to read!].
natural weaning is also covered in the book "A gift for life" by Carlos Gonzales. The author says that a child eating half rigatoni with their hands and what does it happily took a step in the right direction, because in a few months and will eat in five years a few whole pot. Instead what we eat whole grain porridge made of nine, but only if the mother has to take, trying to distract him and insisting he did not even step. Is not learning to eat alone, or chewing, or to enjoy the food or to eat what adults eat (we certainly do not eat cereal nine) because in the future will continue to need to be fed (p. 210).

UPGRADE 21 September '09:

James now has a year and some months by eating only the food into pieces (from 9 months to have refused the meals as well). It is not choking, it's quick to eat (swallow) everything, so much so that usually ends in 15 minutes to eat, he eats anything, including vegetables and a lot of fun. It 's true, baby led weaning is more' confusing (there's definitely more dirt under the chair than when you eat the meals), but up to now drop 3-4 pieces of food, but only when James was really hungry . If he is not hungry it falls much more. Ultimately I'm happy to have used this method, but it only works if the first month you do not hurry the child eat large quantities. Now, one year, James-eating alone, with little hands-first, second and fruit! All in good quantity.

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We were lucky. Also this time received only two chapters, with a little 'editing sequence as we could publish in Chapter 6 and 7. We chose this solution because the story was carried to its conclusion. Chapter Francesca (posted as Chapter 6) was to meet Endenielle and dragons and explained some interesting peculiarities of the relationship between Wise and progeny Whyrm. The chapter of Daniel (posted as Chapter 7) was a perfect connection between all the narrative strands of history that will allow us to conclude. The next chapter, in fact, the eighth, must be the last. In this chapter we will all be resolved, subject to any conclusion that will write it as a drawing if necessary. As the authors will note, we have edited in an "invasive" their chapters. It was necessary to proceed in this way in order to give the ultimate turning the story that may well turn into the narrow end. I thank Frank, Daniel and all those who participated for their cooperation. Now the last chapter, the eighth. The deadline is midnight on Friday, February 26, 2008 . Send the file to bookmodena.fantasy @ gmail.com . Good luck!

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Endenielle Katya and crossed the southern arm of the ridges West, when the Month of the dying sun was ending. The Feast of the start of spring would be held in the Great Valley four days later. They, however, would not have celebrated. They passed a step less, north of west gate, hoping not to meet the men of the usurper who now controlled most of the steps, even on that side of the valley. Would be able to trace Arghanteron Silvery Wind? Close to the white dragon, Endenielle was cold.

"Hide yourself." Kurgran Mantle Ebon was tired. Il sole lanciava dardi roventi sul Deserto Ignoto, riflettendosi sulla biancheggiante distesa di rocce calcaree in riflessi abbacinanti. Infine, gli Sterminatori erano giunti sino a loro. Erano trascorsi diversi giorni da quando Lasa-ar li aveva scovati poche miglia all’interno del deserto, in una bella oasi. Halandor e Jalandrin erano stanchi. Le loro acerbe ali si affaticavano facilmente e così i fuggiaschi erano atterrati per rifocillarsi. Kungran era preoccupato dalla penuria di cibo. I draghi dovevano divorare diversi bovini adulti al giorno e il deserto offriva solo pochi rettili e qualche cammello. La sua vista era acutissima e aveva scorto il mare all’orizzonte. Ancora pochi giorni di viaggio - aveva sperato - e l’Oceano Rosso avrebbe permesso loro to have food in abundance. While hovering near the oasis in search of food, Kungran had identified a century of extermination. With them was certainly a wise man, it would not otherwise have found. Lasa-ar had certainly figured out how to submit to his will the woman who had unearthed. The fugitives stood up in the air, but Wise had affected them. Kungran had clearly perceived the cry of pain of the Wise. His name Hayrin. He was cursed for what he had to do. Kungran he knew the woman was innocent: the offspring of Mad King had discovered their secret temple where he had kept the flame of their wisdom. Imprisoning the flame's Exterminators, could force the Wise to obey them. Hayrin, however, had an exceptional temperament. So she could disobey the last moment, the order of his jailer. He hit the dragons, unleashing a sandstorm that had forced them to land. Katya had separated from his children, but had saved them hiding them in Lasa-ar. Now, however, the exterminator was there. Kungran knew it had to fight.
Whyrm the sparkling was aware he had a short time. He had hardly slept when, days earlier, had come to the desperate cry of Katya. The wife of the Reverend Jahagl was separated from her children and her mother had passed the pain of the Desert and the Sea at the Island of Fire. The Lord Dorato avrebbe voluto piombare sulla Grande Valle con tutti i suoi draghi e con un esercito di Grandi Lucertole. Non poteva. L’Isola era stata sigillata da Arghanteron per impedire che gli uomini tentassero nuovamente di carpire il potere dei draghi. Arghateron aveva dato facoltà di scelta ai suoi sudditi e quattro stirpi di draghi avevano decidere di lasciare la loro terra, per vivere in quella degli uomini. Solo al Re dell’Isola di Fuoco era consentito attraversare i Cancelli Rossi. Per questo motivo, nessuno dei fuggiaschi avrebbe potuto raggiungere la salvezza sull’Isola, senza l’aiuto di Arghanteron. Solo lui poteva sciogliere il sigillo e permettere ai Draghi di lasciare l’Isola per combattere quella guerra e porre fine una volta per tutte all’Usurpatore. Per questo motivo aveva ordinato a Katya e al principe Ghared di trovarlo. Sperava che la giovane Sapiente trovasse Katya e la conducesse da Arghateron. In quel momento, però, Whyrm non aveva tempo di fantasticare. Aveva individuato Manto d’Ebano e la progenie di Jahagl. Kungran e i piccoli erano in pericolo. Le armature degli Sterminatori nereggiavano sulla sabbia bianchissima del deserto, gli elmi in foggia di lupo e i loro tubi che lanciavano fuoco venefico. Vide la Sapiente prostrata dallo sforzo di inibire i poteri di Kungran.
Lasa-ar assaporò il trionfo. Kungran Manto d’Ebano era un avversario temibile, ma era solo. Nonostante questo, il suo soffio aveva avvolto in una bruma mortale almeno trenta dei suoi Sterminatori. This time, however, the Witch had cooperated. It was enough to throw cold water on the flame of her intelligence, who was imprisoned nell'ametista where he had locked his Lord. Halin had worked as opposed to the insipid Hayrin. The song of the witches had absorbed the power of Mantle Ebon. Every breath of the black dragon had killed the men of Lasa-ar, but had been turned against him by the witch, slowly, he had absorbed the energy of life.
He brought the giant head Kungran to his Lord. After the failure with Hayrin had feared losing the esteem of his king With that victory, he would have regained. A scream of terror the
turned away from his thoughts. It was the Witch. A terrible feeling seized him. As a fury turned to the rear of his camp and froze. The dragon
largest he had ever seen enthroned in the clear sky of noon. It was at least twice as long Mantle Ebon and his wingspan was monstrous. The darting of the desert sun was reflected on the golden scales of the dragon, turning it into a flaming nightmare. He had only heard of the existence of the monster.
Whyrm the sparkly.
King fell on the Island of Fire exterminated without mercy. It seemed that the Sun itself had fallen on the army of the Wolves Blacks, incineration.
"I failed ". Lasa-ar Whyrm groaned, as he invested a puff of sparkling light that dazzled and blazed like a dry branch, burnt by the sun's reflection.

him who the Dragons and the faithful Prince Ghared called the Usurper, cursed. Lasa-ar was dead, killed by the Whyrm sparkling with a hundred Exterminators of Dragons. Mantle Ebon had eliminated, but the children of Jahagl were alive, and now flying towards the encounter with their mother. Lasa-ar had liberated the essence of the Mad King from his prison of darkness and had thus given rise to Dakran, the Usurper, who is now crying his most powerful servant. A few hours before learning that news, the Mad King had felt sure of victory. Now, however, that triumph was hanging by a thread. He had to stop to rejoin Ghared Endenielle and Katya. Then he would take care of glittering. to meet with Arghanteron Silvery Wind. For a few minutes his men had in hand the boy, then the Northmen were plunged on them to release him. That variable was sfuggitane his plan. The inhabitants of the ridges West had always remained neutral. Because now you get involved in that conflict? These and other questions that had troubled him the Mad King. Because dragons were converging towards those sharp peaks and inhospitable?
"Let's move!". He ordered his army, from the armor of pitch. The Pass Rhio was distant only a day's walk from his army. Above him, the southern arm, with its towering snow-covered woods and mountains crowned with clouds.

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"Find us. "
The voice sounded in the minds of Edenielle, quiet yet majestic.
"Find us, you remained the only one. The pact also requires you, the last of the witches who could listen and talk ... with my family. "
Edenielle slid to the floor, his back against the rock on which he began his watch, the end of the space that had erected their bivouac. Sakran and Fardin erano due compagni di viaggio silenziosi, ma molto abili a destreggiarsi tra foreste e boschi innevati. Endenielle ringraziò gli Dèi, per il dono di averli incontrati. Era la seconda notte di viaggio, per lei l’ennesima popolata da incubi. Non voleva più chiudere occhio, se poteva evitarlo, ma la stanchezza del corpo reclamava un’attenzione che non poteva più ignorare, se voleva conservare la lucidità.
Quella voce nella sua mente stava cambiando tutto. Non poteva essere ignorata.
La terrorizzava, toccava il suo cuore, completamente indifeso a causa della morte di Hairyn.
Niente di quello che aveva sperato di riuscire a fare era possibile.
“ Non è vero, ragazza ” si unì una voce different, "it is not. I have even lost hope of finding my children. If cederai, your sister will die a second time. "The sadness that permeated
vocal timbre that was worse than any could have imagined Edenielle trial. A mother's voice, the voice of the dragon that the Usurper had wanted to hit, using the power of Hairyn.
"You and the young Ghared are the way to strengthen the alliance. I beg you, you must find the courage. You must help us find the only dragon that can still do something. "
not know who is asking, he said Edenielle.
"Oh, I just think they know it, a young witch," said the voice behind him, while blocking the two arms from behind. "It's bitterly regret having tried your mind. "The Exterminators
came upon them, the pitch-colored armor and helmets in the shape of a snarling wolf. A blade glinted in the dark and Sakran death rattle before they get out of bed. Fardin was swifter and erse before the fire with the sword.
No, I was able to escape, to warn them!
"You scum, do not ever give up, even with a noose around his neck? ". How
had to steal the voice of the dragon in his thoughts?
The grip on her arms seemed to be of iron, and the magic of Edenielle turned down channels that had not even imagined to possess. Despair itself fed, clouding all rationality, he saw nothing, felt nothing, just wanted to get rid of those hands and struck succeed. The soldier who held her
backed only by the body, not loosened his grip up to his elbows.
"Leave me," ordered the centurion of the Exterminators, recognizable by the purple robe. "Busy Boy"
"Noo! "She cried, kicking with all his might, until a rough rope around them did not necks, knotted with a jerk that he rolled his eyes.
tried to strike again, but found himself ground at the foot of the centurion.
felt a fire blazing under the skin, head about to burst, full of screams that were not only his own, there were also those of the Dragons, who reacts angrily to his pain.
"Come on, call them" the smile of extermination was a gnashing of teeth, barely audible over the mask of snarling wolf. "Call to help your loved dragons. Maybe you'll be more useful than it was your sister. "

A thunder roared among the rocks, cracking briefly the security of the Exterminator, and immediately after, an unreal silence swallowed him every sound. In that stillness, even the heart of Edenielle seemed to have ceased i suoi battiti.
“Portatela nel carro! Non ci fermeremo fino a che non saremo di fronte al Re”.
Il drago proprio allora sorvolò l’area rocciosa, oscurando il cielo che volgeva all’alba, spalancando le fauci in risposta alle prime frecce che mirarono alla sua corazza.
La fiammata punì i due arcieri che si erano appena esposti; un cieco terrore pietrificò Edenielle, quando la testa della creatura si volse nella sua direzione. Fu in quel momento che vide una macchia sul lungo dorso di scaglie lucenti.
Non ebbe il tempo di capire: inaspettatamente, il centurione la gettò di lato, mandandola a sbattere contro un masso. L’impatto con la superficie appuntita le strappò un gemito.
When he could open his eyes, at least three groups of soldiers had appeared under the orders of Lasa-ar. Lance and the dragon balls nailed forced to rise again to dodge.
The voice of the dragon spoke again in his mind: "You must help us, we are cut off anywhere! By myself I can not ... get off and get you. "The centurion
laughed openly, claiming close to him Edenielle with a single tug on the rope. It was like a whip to her. A mark on his power.
"Bash, now! Show me your touch. "
" Noo! "Cried the young man who was dropped from the back of a dragon.
The Exterminators were quick to encircle the scene and seemed to enjoy very much the Exterminator, who moved to the boy calmly. "You can not prevent my witch obey, can not escape the power of an exterminator."
"I'll kill her, if you will not make your" replied the other, balancing the knife in front of him while the man took out his cloak.
Along Came a lieutenant, Edenielle really wanted the death. The preferred return of the pain, the knowledge that she was also a weapon in the hands of the usurper. She had nothing.
"Get ready. Will it hurt. "Only
the new message of the dragon with his conscience allowed him to remain calm, while sinking helplessly to the first centurion, a skilled swordsman compared to a young stranger who boldly challenged the sword, but that seemed too tired and tried to resist for long.
Edenielle's hands convulsively clasped the rope that began to mark the neck. Then a force
indescribable grabbed her, claws and grabbed the legs of the dragon surrounded her, raising it in flight. Only reached six feet tall, he experienced the pain that the dragon had announced, having to face the sudden breaking of the spell with which the destroyer was starting to dominate. If he had stayed there a few more moments ...
The thought of that controllo sulla sua mente la disgustò. Sotto di loro, il ragazzo faceva l’impossibile per fronteggiare lo Sterminatore. “Non può farcela! Devi portare in salvo anche lui!”
“ Lui ha la sua missione da compiere, tu hai la tua. Dobbiamo trovare i rinforzi. Noi voleremo verso il passo di Rhio e cercheremo Arghateron, il più potente tra i draghi”.

(Francesca Poggioli)

Vivitar January 8, 2010

Lo svezzamento tradizionale

James spent five months and soon I'll have to start weaning. I've actually already started to give fruit as a snack. Half a mashed banana and mixed with a little 'my milk or apple sauce. Soon I will start to give the first and jelly for lunch, according to the outline given to me by the pediatrician are weaned after about a month and a half will also replace the feed in the evening with a thick soup. Both the fruit vegetables that I'm going to comperarle biologiche . La frutta biologica l'ho trovata alla GS e al Supermercato Despar vicino a casa, la crema di riso e quella di mais e tapioca la vendono alla Coop (anche online) mentre la verdura fresca biologica è più difficile da trovare. Una mia amica mi ha suggerito di provare questo mercato: la città dell'altra economia . Si trova a Testaccio ( qui le indicazioni).

Per lo svezzamento il mio pediatra mi ha conisigliato questo schema :

SCHEMA DI ALIMENTAZIONE PER UN BAMBINO DI 4-5 MESI

4-5 PASTI AL GIORNO

-LATTE MATERNO
o
LATTE ADATTATO
4 pasti gr. 180-210
3 meals gr. 210-240

added a spoonful of flour of cereals (rice, maize, tapioca)

1 meal of vegetable broth (AT 12)

Take about 100 grams of green vegetables-chard, lettuce, celery - a carrot and a small potato. Boil all in a quart of water without salt, on low heat for at least an hour until the liquid reduce by about half. Filter.
FILTERED gr.
160 + 20 grams (3 tablespoons) of cream of rice or cream corn and tapioca
+ 1 teaspoon extra virgin olive oil + 1 teaspoon
Parmesan
to follow the jelly from apple, pear or banana peel (80 g .) *

After 2 days, add chicken or turkey or beef or rabbit

or homogenized freeze-dried meat (3 / 4 jar) or 20 g of fresh steamed and pureed

After another 2 days in the broth add 2-3 tablespoons of mashed all the vegetables.

Important: Do not force your child to take any food, you could create conflict and delay the proper weaning.

IS NOT RECOMMENDED IN THE INTRODUCTION OF DIET foods containing gluten until the sixth month of life.

* Here are some do not agree (see here ). I asked Serena, author of Blog www.bimbonaturale.org because the fruit is better mangiarla lontano dai pasti e lei mi ha risposto:
"..la frutta è preferibile consumarla o prima o lontano dai pasti. Il motivo e' semplice: il nostro stomaco digerisce molto in fretta gli zuccheri semplici (come il fruttosio della frutta) ma piu' lentamente e con diverse concentrazioni di succo gastrico proteine e grassi. Percio' dopo un pasto "completo" metterci la frutta significa tenerla per ore nello stomaco facendola fermentare e provocando i comuni problemi di digestione. Se invece la frutta si mangia prima del pasto o da sola viene immediatamente digerita senza fermentare. Se ci pensi bene anche la composizione del latte materno e' proprio cosi': zuccherina all'inizio e ricca di nutrienti alla fine."

Here a pattern of food allowed for the various age groups of children (0-3 years) of the Swiss Society of Pediatrics

Update 8 October 2009:

NOTE: until the completion the first year of the introduction of solid food (ie other than breast milk or formula) has the sole purpose of the child to get used to the taste of food (and chewing) as the staple food must come from milk, maternal or artificial. Since completion of 1 year onwards will be the opposite.
So if early weaning will seem that the child does not eat "do not worry. I gave the solid food for lunch and dinner, if they wanted or not wanted everything not force it and then gave her breasts. Now, one year, my son eats everything (including legumes and vegetables), eating alone (since the 8-9 months) with your hands and quickly (in 20 minutes-half hour to finish up lunch or dinner ). The secret to me: - make him taste of everything (as recommended by pediatricians to avoid allergies, then egg after the 8th month, year after honey, etc.).
- not expected to eat for strength,
- do it get to lunch or dinner with the right hunger,
- do try and eat only with your hands without worrying about the food that falls from the table. Remember though that

l'Organizzazione Mondiale della Sanità consiglia di non iniziare lo svezzamento prima del 6° mese di vita compiuto . In commercio molti preparati (farine, ecc) scrivono "dopo il 4° mese di vita" a causa di una vecchia legge. In realtà oggi si sa che è meglio che il bambino sia alimentato esclusivamente con il latte (materno o artificiale) fino al compimento del 6° mese. La naturopatia consiglia di non iniziare lo svezzamento prima della comparsa delle prime due coppie di incisivi (vedi qui lo svezzamento naturopatico).

What Is Liver Pain Like

We are in the finishing straight

Grazie a tutti coloro che si sono cimentati nella scrittura di questo cinque capitoli.
Rrestano ancora due capitoli da scrivere per cui è il momento di imprimere alla storia una certa accelerazione. Katya e il principe Ghared stanno partendo alla ricerca Arghanteron the mighty, the only one able to defeat the Witch killings Dragons. Will they succeed? What has Kurgran and children of Katya? Why the big Whyrm reached the fugitives from his enchanted land beyond the Ocean and the Red Desert Unknown?
To answer some of these questions in chapter 6 have time until midnight on Saturday, February 21 . Good job.

Family Resorts Inflorida

Ghared slowly woke up and set fire to the surrounding environment. It was daylight, the sky of intense blue, the only sounds the screeching of seagulls and the surf of the waves. He was lying on a rock smoothed by the wind that protruded from the cliff for at least twenty feet above the sea.
His memories from woods Saarna were vague, confused with the dream: the white dragon, the pain of his wounds, something fluid and burning his body, flying over the sea surrounded by the legs of the creature, and those words, incomprehensible , like muffled roar that still rang in his ears. He must have lost consciousness several times and for a long time. And his wounds were healed.

could not understand in what place he was, was walking about a quarter of the arc looking for solar civilization, of a port, a settlement. Nothing but rocks. His suspicions were confirmed when he arrived at the place from which he had begun the journey: it was on an island, alone and with his sword.
When he heard the beating of wings first instinct was to hide: he threw himself behind a ledge and watched the huge dragon land not far from where he had awoken. It was the creature he had seen in the pool just before unconsciousness, he was sure: those incredibly expressive eyes and veiled by a great sadness remained firmly etched in his mind. He decided to come forward.

Ghared Katya said as he approached, "Well," thought "has been completely restored, it is fortunate that the blood of dragons we have incredible regenerative effects on humans." He tried once again to talk to him, to no avail, only a few were given the gift of understand the ancestral language of his race. He could not even hope that stroke of luck, it was already time to be able to reach the island. But now that the young man was fully aware he could get in touch with his mind, calm his fears and perhaps send a few fragments of what had happened during his convalescence.

Ghared felt a strong sense of nausea when first opened his mind to the intellect of the dragon. It lasted a moment, had been hit by unfamiliar emotions, distressing as the loss of their children and the genocide of his race, had a few moments in successive images of armies of the exterminators, the big mangled bodies reptiles, two baby dragons swallowed by darkness, he saw himself fighting in the woods, we saw him fall, pick up the dragon, he realized that his injuries had been treated with the blood of their savior, retraced their flight through the great sea , and now knew exactly where he was and why.

"Here's your sword," Katya said, handing the knife to Ghared extraordinary bill. "I beg your pardon but I needed evidence to bring before the Supreme Whyrm lead you to him. He wants to see you, Prince. " The great dragon would surely have found a solution so that you understand. Ghared including an invitation to climb on his back. When he felt his arms
the young man on his neck stood up in the air: before clumsily flapping his wings to gain altitude, then more and more fluid movements and went back as he rode the updrafts of warm air, to have a clear view of the island . He heard the cry of wonder Ghared and let out a smile, the first since he lost ... and Halandor Jaladrin. He saw the lonely mountain steep walls and steep, the glittering palace. He fell swoop.


Ghared stomach was still trying to return to his post in the air as they crossed the long natural cave, like a large corridor from time high. In a strange light filtered through the wonders of nature from the outside e sotto forma di grandi raggi attraversava l’ambiente riflettendosi sulle pietre e i minerali presenti in grande quantità nella roccia. Ma il principe ebbe poco tempo per stupirsi perché nella grotta successiva si trovò al cospetto della creatura più grande e maestosa che avesse mai incontrato.
Il grande drago d’oro era colossale, ritto sulle possenti zampe anteriori al centro della caverna. Le scaglie dorate scintillavano e spandevano riflessi accecanti al più piccolo e impercettibile movimento rendendo lucida e cangiante la sua pelle metallica. Il corpo e la testa dell’antico rettile non avevano speroni ossei ma solo ampie placche d’oro ovali giunte tra loro, dalla cresta rialzata e affilata. Tra i fumi del fiato incandescente gli occhi del dragone fissavano Ghared e Katya, densi e sfavillanti come oro fuso.
“Benvenuto, Principe degli Uomini. Io sono Whyrm lo Sfavillante, ultimo dei Dorati, e padre della progenie dei Draghi che da secoli abita la terra dei tuoi antenati”
Katya chinò il capo al cospetto dell’enorme drago. Ghared, che aveva sentito rimbombare nella sua mente le parole della creatura imponente, chinò il capo in segno di rispetto.
“Grande Whyrm, gravi avvenimenti hanno sconvolto…”
“Conosco la tua storia, i tuoi lutti, e la triste sorte a cui è andata incontro la mia stirpe. E conosco il flagello che imperversa tutt’ora nella Grande Valle. Il rancore che muove gli esseri che Call Exterminators dates back to when the first Dragons sprang from the bowels of the Mountains of Fire. "
"be? How is it possible they are men ... "Ghared said, confused.
"At one time it was the dawn of civilization, when they first shook covenants with the fathers of my race. But one of them, a mad king who longed for power and devoted to occult practices, killed a dragon to use its blood in a dark ritual, aimed to give them the strength and immortality of my ancestors. He paid with his life his actions but he managed to give birth to a brotherhood of being blinded by hatred, the oldest of human and utterly destroyed the dragons in order to assimilate the grandezza”.
Ghared capì: la potenza degli sterminatori, le loro armi, l’ascendente dell’Usurpatore sul suo popolo. Era sconcertato e si appellò alla saggezza del grande drago d’oro per capire in che modo sconfiggere gli Sterminatori.
“Fu combattuta una guerra sanguinosa nella quale la maggior parte dei miei padri persero la vita. Ma alla fine il re Folle fu sconfitto da Arghanteron, il più possente dei draghi d’argento. Dopo aver eliminato la minaccia che gravava sulla mia stirpe egli scomparve nelle profondità dei Crinali Occidentali, nella terra che oggi appartiene agli uomini del Nord. Egli è l’unico in grado di estirpare il male che minaccia le nostre razze”.
“Ma…grande Whyrm…come faremo a trovarlo?” Chiese Katya con voce rotta dall’emozione.
“Quando venne suggellato il Patto di Sangue raccolsi alcune donne umane e affidai loro un sapere da custodire con molto riserbo: insegnai loro la lingua dei draghi, come percepire la nostra presenza, come condividere i nostri pensieri ed emozioni e molte altre capacità. Trovate una di queste donne, ella vi condurrà verso l’ultima speranza che ci rimane”.

(Alessandro Bertoni)

Rent Crepe Machine Ny

Chapter 4 Chapter 5

Lasa-ar sferrò un calcio allo stomaco della strega. In quel grumo di carne spinto in un angolo della cella era rimasto ben poco di umano.
This strengthened his anger at the attempt to deceive the witch. He believed not to be unmasked?
"The order was to kill the two dragons, the sons of the venerable" The eyes of the usurper were cracks on a face that seemed to be carved in stone.
The woman looked up in chains Lasa-ar, his imposing figure who loomed over her. "Li-I ... confusing you. I made them fall. "
He had torn from their family, and he hated himself for this, but the separation still left in life expectancy. Let them die before the eyes of the mother ... not would ever forgive her.
"You know what this means, what I promised se avessi proseguito nella tua resistenza”. “Lasa-ar…”
“ Mio Signore? ”
“ Assicurati che questa pezzente resti in vita, fino a che non sarà giunta la sua cara sorellina. ”
“ Noo! ” Gli occhi sbarrati su un orrore che ormai poteva vedere soltanto lei, Hairyn si gettò nel vuoto davanti a sé, come se potesse raggiungere Edenielle, quanto di più prezioso aveva cercato di proteggere.

Quando riprese i sensi, quel senso di perdita era ancora potente in lei, provocandole lunghi brividi.
Il vuoto che aveva dentro la portò alle lacrime.
“ Non credo di poter fare molto, per lei ” mormorò una voce.
Edenielle opened his eyes and found a candle in less than an inch from your face. The hand that held it was the same that he had taped over your mouth, down the alley.
Instead, they were the hands of an elderly person to push on the bed, when he tried to get up.
"Hairyn ..."
"Stay still. "The man said, putting the candle on a barrel beside him.
Edenielle shook his head, grasped by the first of a new series of sobs. Was remembering all too quickly.
The merchant asked the soldier, the name of his sister ...
"They're going home to Mastro Kean! "He had to warn him.
'It is too late, girl. I'm sorry. Nothing would have convinced them to spare after the Witch knew that you had left him. "The witch
.
"Hairyn would not hurt anyone! "
He saw the two faces turning dark, in the dim light that she could not enter, his eyes clouded by tears of impotent rage.
"The Hairyn that you knew may not exist. "Those words chilled, because there was no opinion in them, but resignation.
"What do you mean? And who you are, because I have taken away? "
" You collapsed on the ground under my eyes and you began to move jerkily, I could not leave you there. In addition, the soldiers had heard and ... were returning to the alley. "
" The young man here with me he had no choice. They would not have used a moment more to understand that you feel the thoughts of dragons. "
Edenielle bit his lower lip. "Do not tell anymore! "Moved away from the legs, the rough blanket that was lying there. "I find information about her. I must go to Hairyn. "
" would you, too. She is now a weapon in the hands of the usurper, do not you understand? "Said
's old.
"They had to ..." Edenielle could no longer pretend not to understand.
Hairyn were using, what they were forcing to do?
"What you saw, when ..."
He turned angrily toward the boy, sat down beside her to make her that question, the more confused you. Who was he?
It took courage and wiped tears, praying that the voice will not crack. "I want to know who you are? How do you know what happened to me? "
" We were in contact with the thoughts of dragons, girl, even if not directly like you and Hairyn lady, for example. We believe in the Covenant of Blood: now only the latest collaboration between dragons and men who had this close relationship with them can save us. That 's what the Usurper wants to avoid. "
Edenielle struggled to follow the reasoning of the older man, while the other watched the hours lost in thought. Her blond hair was dirty with mud, his dark eyes seemed dark, dull.
"The Covenant of Blood? There is no one ... And then the Usurper has prohibited the appointment of the dragons. ... You think you can put against him? "
The young man jumped up, her thin lips stretched into a grimace of anger. "Just you say that? Your sister talked to dragons. My brother followed her, when they took. Maybe he died, to try to protect her and her power. "
Edenielle knew he had hurt in some way not only humans, but anche il vecchio. “ Mi dispiace. Ma so…so che lei non farebbe mai qualcosa di male! ”
“ Sì, se venisse costretta a farlo ” Fardin parve essersi calmato. “ Non puoi immaginare quali strumenti di ricatto, quali torture ami usare Lasa-ar, agli ordini dell’Usurpatore. Mia madre…”
“ Non ora, figliuolo ” lo calmò l’anziano. “ Vivevamo lavorando per la comunità in cui tua sorella era venuta a studiare i suoi poteri. Streghe, come le chiama l’Usurpatore teme ogni possibile legame che possa rafforzare i draghi: il Patto con gli uomini come il potere dei sapienti. ”
Edenielle avrebbe voluto che smettessero di dire quelle cose. “ The sages taught love your sister how to use his powers. We know that lady Hairyn had a good heart, and so are you, girl ... I'm sorry. "A
Edenielle let out a sob. "Could you ... could still be alive? "
" I do not know what to expect, "said Fardin. "Now you have to think about how to hide."
"How many dragons exist, yet? "Preferred to ask Edenielle, perhaps to concentrate his thoughts elsewhere, so as to dispel the image of the moment when the dragon swallowed the emptiness, loss, and tearing him to his mother.
What horrors had made up Hairyn, to force her to unleash its power silver lining?
"I want to do something too. "
" You stay safe, instead, "said Elder. "As long as the renewal of the agreement shall not be revealed, we have to wait. "

(Francesca Poggioli)

The fourth chapter takes up the character of the tumultuous Lasa-ar. Let us finally face the Uruspatore and we learn some interesting things about witches. At this point, since we are ahead of a chapter, we will give time for Chapter V until midnight on Sunday, February 15, 2009 . We're pretty on with the story. I do not want to give you suggestions or other charges but I think it is appropriate to begin to think in a "finishing straight," as we have before us only another 3-4 chapters. The questions are:

1) What happened to the children of Katya? And the two dragons adults? Whyrm fail to achieve?

2) What happened to the prince Ghared?

3) Why the Usurper does not want the dragons from escaping?

These responses will decide how to develop the story which, of necessity, has to gain momentum in the next 1-2 chapters.

Thank you and all and see you soon.

Gabriel.

Comunity Service Hours In Schools

What happened?

you expect a chapter 2, and instead found a chapter 3? Well, chapter two came as only a text written by the same author of the chapter 1b. A strict regulation is nothing to prevent that two chapters are written by the same author. On the other hand the purpose of Open Book is to create a story written by multiple authors. In addition, we realized that the chapter 1 to, that of Francesca Poggioli, binds to two quite written by Alessandro Bertoni because in essence shows the scene from the subjective and the usurpation of men while aprete Bertoni writes from the Dragons and men to Pattod of them linked by blood. So we thought that Francesca's chapter could be Chapter 2, while the first and second Alessandro might become, respectively, Chapter 1 and 3 of the story.
At this point, therefore, by midnight on Monday, February 9, 2009 who wants can write Chapter 4. The chances are that you have two. Developments continue to tell the flight of dragons and Prince Ghared or resume from the subjective narrative of the evil Lasa-ar. Still, you could finally bring together three groups to begin to take the perocrso leading us to the finishing straight.
Hopefully this will stimulate our small operation, we wish you good work.

High School Student Incentives

"This I ask is, "he said, with a pronounced Southern accent, the tall man and the head shaved. Pulled back the curtain of silk out on the terrace: thirty feet below the city was teeming with life, a dense network of streets and alleys rises just above the two capes that enclose the bay, some ships sailed the placid waters of the lagoon.
"The mercenaries who are used to Saarna you ask a young prince, my prince will not agree to wage a war for a feud that does not concern us."
Ghared was furious with himself. Nor is it supposed to be there, to beg this hypocrite.
"First Counsellor Musad, we both know the ruler of this kingdom is a kid loose spineless. You are, in fact, to exercise power. In the name of friendship that have always distinguished our people will ask you to do everything possible to help me. When I get what I have deprived you will be rewarded with the murder, the whole kingdom of Saarna will be, you have my word. "
"Your word, Prince? How many still consider you worthy of the title? You're asking me to deprive my kingdom of men, to fight your personal war. "Musad said, smoothing the lace thin beard hanging from his chin.
"However, maybe I can do something about the ship that you asked me. In the meantime, I will reflect. I dragons could be useful ... their security could be part of the fee that will be up to my ... the reign of His Excellency, my lord. But now I ask you to follow me, you will be hungry. "

There was something unconvincing in Musad, Ghared thought as I followed him into the sumptuous room and then down the broad stairway leading to the Gardens. He did not trust him, but had no choice. He had been captured by a patrol shortly after the border and had to reveal his identity before we can hold him: he had been taken in the presence of Musad, a man who had known the first time during a diplomatic mission of his father. Would not accept food or accommodation and would leave obtained as soon as the ship: these were the thoughts of Ghared as he crossed the gardens, the great green oasis around the royal palace, separated from the bustle of the city by a wall ten feet tall.
He noticed something was wrong when he was blinded by a reflection of the thick branches of a hedge, men in armor, at least a dozen, hiding behind hedges and columns of the park, was surrounded.
He stopped drawing his sword: "What does Musad?"
The palace guards in armor and armed with spades and went out into the open.
"Did you really think I would have alienated the people from the helmets of a wolf? The one you call Usurper defeats the dragon, and perhaps has already finished his company, you promise fantasies and legends. Tell me, young prince, as protecting themselves from the prey, the hunter when you can have on your side? Your flight ends here. Capture it. "
Ghared drew his sword while the first peak came upon him. He had already decided to flee beyond the walls, just had to get to the fountain against the wall that would allow him to bypass the obstacle.
Scart abruptly avoiding the rods which crashed to the ground, it diverted another with the sword, following the length and reaching to its owner: the blade penetrated with force, just above the sternum. He took the blade and the body slumped to the ground and a spear pierced him the left shoulder: two tranches with the auction and the next shot the arm of the soldier who challenged; enemies reluctant to violence Ghared shots, which took the opportunity to inflict another deadly thrust race through the first launch Gardens.

He felt his shoulder throb when she jumped over the wall, landing on the pavement. Before he departed to a busy street, right and left, two guards were heading quickly toward him. He ran into the crowd, making their way, got on a cart pushed to the ground and the driver summoned the galloping horse by starting a dizzying ride on the street. While passers-by the way and crates and exploding barrels spreading their contenuto per strada, si diresse verso la porta della città più vicina.
Il segnale di sbarrare le porte arrivò tardi e Ghared riuscì a oltrepassare il portale sotto una pioggia di frecce: era illeso ma il cavallo aveva un dardo conficcato nella parte alta della zampa posteriore. Voltandosi vide che era inseguito da un gruppo di cavalieri.
Decise di inoltrarsi nella vegetazione deviando bruscamente a sinistra. A quella velocità il carro era incontrollabile e andò a sbattere diverse volte contro gli alberi finché non si sfasciò, proiettando Ghared contro un tronco. Si alzò malamente, con un forte dolore al petto e la schiena ormai lorda del sangue perso dalla ferita alla spalla. Gli inseguitori erano in vista, molti, più than he could deal with those conditions and were advancing on foot.
bared his sword and headed into the thick vegetation, cutting into the tangle of branches of plants growing in the hot region. He fled, until they came to a moss-covered rock face from which flowed a small waterfall, forming a pool of clear water, and behind it, a cave is made in a wall.
Ghared he stopped, touched his forehead with a real symbol on the hilt of his sword and waited. "Father help me
" AMNORATH! "He shouted, throwing the battle cry of his dynasty.
The first soldier appeared from the trees with a hoarse cry, the Prince avoided his lunge and hit between the shoulder and neck of the unfortunate. He picked up his spear and hurled it against the dead man that the next hit in the chest collapsed with a groan softly. Two others sprang up and rushed up to him, they fell less rapidly, and was wounded in the right thigh. New opponents and came back to the pool of water now face ten men. Wounded and with blurred vision, Ghared gathered forces to launch the last time the cry of his race: the roar thundered with a surprising power, more like a roar, and the air vibrated his strength spread and make it terrifying. The young prince fell on his knees, watching in disbelief The soldiers fled in terror. He could not understand, was his cry? While the forces abandoned looked at her reflection in the pool could not be ... ... that it was not him ... it was ...
fell back, and everything was white.

Katya stood majestic, peering through the branches to ensure that they had escaped. He bowed his head toward the young brave. It was when he lost by Kurgan and children who could not hear a word friend, the boy had uttered the words that sealed the bond of blood, the family motto that once reigned in the Great Valley. Gently picked up the wounded boy and entered the cave.

Alessandro Bertoni

Discharge Day Before Period

Chapter 3 Chapter 1 Chapter 2

The sun had reached its zenith when he decided to stop. Through the crack between the lapels of his gray eyes hat Look at your surroundings. In front lay a vast wilderness with no shelter, and according to the map that was remedied, would have been so for at least thirty miles.
dismounted and made her crouch and mount the spare on the arid and rocky soil. The gentle creatures reclines, still obediently to ruminate, insensitive to the oppressive heat of the desert Unknown.
The man untied the saddlebags and saddle from his back humped animal, slipped four wooden poles five feet long and mounted a simple structure covered with a white cloth to get out of the sun. He scanned the horizon once again, carefully in all directions, and sat down under the drape. Untied the knot behind the neck which provided a hat and carried the bandage from discovering the hard-featured face covered with a beard for two weeks, finally freed the black hair, wavy hair that fell over her shoulders. He took a small sip of water, undid his belt and deposited the sword at his side, lying down under the makeshift shelter. Before closing his eyes pulled the knife secured to the scabbard and the sword wielded by the hidden hand of the saddlebags under his head.

He awoke with a start and a leap in the armed snapped, the blade pointing to nowhere. A little further on a snake was climbing up a pile of rocks and removing some of them causing an almost imperceptible noise, hissed, and went his way. One of the horses gave a soft growl. The man relaxed and sheathed the dagger. He gathered the bags and checked the stores, the skins of water, the bag containing his armor, a crossbow and arrows left and finally drew his sword, who tested the wire and held it before him for a moment, watching the real symbol embedded in the guard, the guard between the blade and handle.
contracted the jaw while the memories assailed him. The night of the murder of his father had used that same sword to fight their way up to his room only to see it fall, unarmed, killed by the blows of the vile usurper. Had failed to avenge his death. He had fled in the face of overwhelming superiority of the conspirators but perhaps it would be better to die there, beside the only man who had never won peace and prosperity to the Great Valley, rather than endure what came after. Fleeing met everywhere and self-proclaimed supporters of the new Lord of Men, misled and deceived by the words and the promise of heroic glory. How quickly we forget the shameful actions of a man lying in front of friendly and promises of greatness. He found himself alone, hunted, his exhortations to revolt had had no effect even among his most faithful friends, from whom he obtained only suggestions to flee as far as possible, provisions, beasts of burden and a map. An exile.
Dragons had built for centuries as a bulwark against external threats but could not do anything to protect the Great Valley by its own inhabitants. Yet the ancient creatures were the only force able to restore the Covenant of Blood. And as long as he remained alive only one of two representatives of the alliance, a dragon and a descendant of royal blood, there was hope. But he had no idea how to get the creatures in the mountains of the north to the Northern Peaks of men swarmed the usurper and had heard of their victory. She felt stupid for the direction he had decided to undertake, he knew to behave like a child looking out the realm of a fairy tale, but the only idea that came to him was to reach a place that always spoke Guilmot teacher, his tutor, when the legends surrounding the birth of the dragons.
The man shook his head and looked at his name engraved on the blade that was given to him by his father the day came of age: Ghared, the Prince of Men.

The heat had become less oppressive, it was time to resume the journey.

(Author: Alessandro Bertoni)

This is the second of the two contributions we have selected as a possible Chapter I. Did you enjoy? If so, send by midnight Thursday, February 5 your following this track, indicating that this is the result of Chapter 1A. If you are convincing enough and your piece will be selected as a possible Chapter II, this track (Alessandro Bertoni) will become in effect the Chapter I. Your contribution must be sent (according to notes of the regulation and specifying that it is the result of Chapter I (a)) to the usual address bookmodena.fantasy @ gmail.com address can also be used to seek information on ' initiative.
Entrambi i capitoli pubblicati abbandonano la soggettiva dei draghi che era la caratteristica principale del prologo. Trattandosi dei capitoli iniziali di una fuga, nulla vieta che il secondo capitolo riprenda, se qualcuni lo desidera la soggettiva dei fuggiaschi. La vostra bravura, in questo caso, starà nel riuscire a farlo senza dimenticare il legame col capitolo II scelto.
Buon lavoro.

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Lasa-ar sentiva di essere destinato al successo. Il suo Signore stava per conquistare le terre della Grande Valle, dai Crinali Orientali a quelli dell’ovest, e lui era il braccio di questa conquista.
Aveva ordinato di montare un accampamento per la notte, se fosse stato necessario. Sarebbe tornato dinanzi all’Usurpatore con ciò che restava del Manto d’Ebano e della famiglia che quel maledetto drago si dannava per proteggere.
I suoi occhi scuri non si sarebbero distolti da quelle cime fino a che non avesse visto i draghi uscirne per guadagnare il cielo.
La famiglia del Venerabile avrebbe presto tentato la fuga per proteggere i suoi cuccioli. Sarebbe stato il loro ultimo volo.
Lasa-ar non aveva fretta, ora possedeva uno strumento che gli avrebbe assicurato il successo. Un’arma che i draghi adulti – nemmeno i più saggi – avrebbero potuto prevedere.
“ Portatela qui. ”
Sì udì uno sferragliare di catene, che si alternava a passi strascicati sulla roccia dell’altipiano.
Lasa-ar turned, responding with a smile to the look of challenge launched by the witch hazel eyes.
He went up, towering over her in his burnished armor. It was time to show everyone that his men did not fear the power of the will of a slave now broken, reduced to the service of his Lord.
grabbed the dirty mind of the young and sharp, as if trying to uproot his voice that he had never been able to use.
"Your power comes from here, is not it? "Whispered a few inches from his face that could cripple now, out of pure caprice.
The free hand paused to shake the prisoner's neck, touching the leash, then went down to the heart, the other girl's tousled hair.
An animal that had amused his troops until he was discharged its usefulness for projects much higher.
"We want to start? We have no time to lose. "Finally
eyes went wide of the witch, injected with horror. Now, only now he understands that he could not stop him from using it.
He was becoming aware of what he could force her to do.
Lasa-ar was electrified by the terror felt in the first of a series of weapons far more lethal than those used so far. The victory earned by destroying enemies by shooting them, starting from their own midst.
Strattonò la catena che partiva dal guinzaglio al collo della schiava, costringendola a pochi passi; le storse il braccio dolorosamente, per farle alzare lo sguardo verso le montagne.
“ Non ti dovrebbe essere difficile trovare le povere anime pure di quei due cuccioli di drago, dico bene, Signora? “ la schernì ricordandole ciò che era stata prima della cattura.
“ Che tu sia maledetto! ”
Il grido esplose nell’accampamento, ridondando tra le immense pareti di roccia che lo circondavano. Stanco e spolto, il giovane dai capelli scuri si manteneva in piedi con la sola forza della disperazione. Doveva provenire da una tribù differente da quella che avevano decimato i suoi Sterminatori.
Doveva admit, the look of the young athlete decided rather amused him. She turned away, ignored the gun pointed toward the vice captain.
"A baby, that's the only one willing to sacrifice their lives to save groped" Lasa-ar laughed in the face of the woman, without deigning to glance the scene of the disarmament of his pathetic hero.
"Maybe after you did your job I could reward you, allowing you hours of life. "
He had no time to explain what kind of life would be, but knew that she had understood. "Who is he to you, my Lady? "
" No, "she lied, stubbornly.
Lasa-ar clutched his forearm and enjoy seeing her jump. "It starts, or even see him suffer like images. "
She swallowed, clenching her eyes wet and red from crying.
"Your new boss wants those dragons, Lady. If you're not you touch their souls, will be another witch catch. But you will not die until you have witnessed the pain of all your sisters, and this valiant knight. "The Sound of Young hunted confirmed his words.
"At work, Lady. "The prisoner nodded
, in pain and eventually won.
silence fell in the gorge, while the woman's face rose in tears towards the mountains and the young man's voice repeating his name. "Hairyn, no ..."

“ Noo! ”
Edenielle si destò di scatto, la fronte madida di sudore.
L’aveva sognato di nuovo.
Il dolore della perdita, la stanchezza del volo, il non sapere se la fuga avrebbe salvato almeno il frutto dell’amore che l’aveva unita a Jahagl.
Chi era Jahagl?
Non sapeva di chi fossero i pensieri che ormai la dominavano, colmandola di tristezza.
Nel buio del retro-bottega, dove si trovava il suo giaciglio, Edenielle aveva imparato a graffiarsi i palmi delle mani, per non svegliare il tessitore, ma anche per mantenersi vigile e non lasciarsi riprendere dai sogni.
Torna presto, Hayrin. Hai promesso di tornare presto.
Non avrebbe più chiesto che la sorella le insegnasse le sue magie, le bastava che tornasse a prenderla.
Io non so quanto posso resistere, Hairyn.
Quando dopo pranzo salutò Mastro Kean e si diresse a piedi verso la piazza, si accorse di un clima molto diverso dal solito: mercanti e gli acquirenti erano diminuiti ulteriormente, attenti a ben altro che il commercio.
Cercava il banco delle polveri naturali per colorare i tessuti, quando i brandelli di un discorso le fecero accapponare la pelle.
“ Non mentire, vecchio! ” Un soldato stava sbattendo le sue mani sul banco del conciatore.
Edenielle si fece piccola nell’ombra della casa di fronte, restando a guardare dietro l’angolo, il cuore le rombava nel petto.
“ La witch who called himself Hairyn lived here in the village for a season and maybe more, "continued the man. The craftsman was struggling to keep up the look.
"The tracks that we followed this lead. The memories of the witch showed us the house where he had left that he cared more. "
" Yes, there was a girl with - "The little man was seized by the collar and raised two spans from the ground.
"Bring suffered by this artisan," rebuked the other, "or I'll take you in front of my General as an accomplice of the woman and all the witches who speak with dragons and other beasts outcast! "
talk to dragons here's what he could do Hairyn.
It was this power to lead in the nearby villages in search of those who could train her. The dream
attacked again, making it tremble.
They had captured, had taken Hairyn?
Edenielle stepped back two steps, more than enough to finish in the grip of the man who covered his mouth.

(Author: Francesca Poggioli)

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Entrambi i pubblicati abbandonano la soggettiva dei draghi che era la caratteristica principale del prologo. Trattandosi dei capitoli iniziali di una fuga, nulla vieta che il secondo capitolo riprenda, se qualcuni lo desidera la soggettiva dei fuggiaschi. La vostra bravura, in questo caso, starà nel riuscire a farlo senza dimenticare il legame col capitolo II scelto.

Buon lavoro.

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considerations on how to proceed

Dopo una breve valutazione del materiale pervenuto (materiale che sarà proposto nei post immediatamente successivo a questo) la redazione del progetto Open Book ha deciso di procedere con una aggiunta al regolamento, che dovrebbe, almeno a nostro parere, migliorare le possibilità di qualità e coerenza nello sviluppo delle tracce.L'idea è molto semplice: invece di pubblicare necessariamente only the best chapter among those received, we decided to propose more than one, if the quality of what you posted is nice. In this case, instead of having, for example, only Chapter I, Chapter I we have (a), Chapter I (b) and so on. It's up to you, at this point, choose the one you like best, or one where you see more opportunities for development, and will be based on the best continuarlo.E continuous (or continuous improvement) that will be received "fixed" the chapter previous year. If, that is, the better material for the continuing of the Chapter I (a) the expiry of delivery to make it official Chapter II Chapter I (a), discarding the de facto Chapter I (B) the progress of the narrative. The choice of the Chapter II (in case there is more of a deemed valid by us) will then be given by your choice to Chapter III, and so on until the fine.In this mode to be selected not only will have a good capacity narrative to create a piece of history, but also because, according to you or others, your contribution can bring a little 'later in the plot. But
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