He looked at her eyelids, and followed the emerging gentle movements of her dreamy eyes which with a hint of a satisfied smile. Kaylon knew the wonderful play of colors slumbered there. Your cool blue eyes who told him always. But behind his smile put a touch of seriousness. Those eyes that could look just as angry. The team knew that their anger would kill him. Not because of their actions, they could do to him what ever you wanted. Her anger would even kill him. He never could endure if it were really angry with him. The smile came over him whenever he looked at it. The sight of her, her presence, her being solved a hopeful feeling of happiness and loving shelter in him. A sense that he would embrace so much fixed. And the fear for the associated lost, if they would send him away. He looked at her tear peaceful sleep and felt guilty, but could not. It gave him much luck in recent times.
from the upcoming work Midwinter Chronicles: The Legacy of the Midwinter
"I put my hand over the flame for you," said Kaylon and looked deep into her beautiful clear blue eyes, from the breathtakingly beautiful light-colored hair framed and fabulous Eyebrows were decorated, "but please tell me quickly that I should remove from the fire."
He said it seriously and not dominated by her to reveal his fragile skin, whereas it was lost in her eyes. One word, and he would throw themselves full of love to death. But another word, and he would live for them.
Love is a strange game. Only those who lose to them, and is subject to the winner.
from the new plant Midwinter Chronicles: The Elves of Sha'anaar
Hold me in your arms, hold me fast. For Thou art my life, my heart, my Goddess. Without you I am a man without faith, a mortal passes. Be with me and give me your kisses, the sweetness of your lips, your coolness and warmth. You live in my dreams and give me life.
"She looked deep into my eyes, I was banned and even if I had wanted to, turning away was not possible. A feeling incredibly powerful and wonderfully struck my body. It was than I would want as a shell, but plummeted from the outside world, my heart completely unnoticed in the center of the earth. I was at the core of my self-focuses, it was for the moment from my view and my enchanted smile, also powerless, weak and vulnerable. Her eyes were torn down every human defense, although this could not be noticed, I was lost. I had looked into the face of love. I lived the moment, living in the moment, the second lasted, but in line for me more than my lived centuries of eternity. If a creature we like spectator, this force bounce it does to us, it is our heart "
from Nacirons Vampire - Bloodline
note in their own right.
I thank my friends who are around me, listen to what moves me, loyal to me and want me to endure. My life to share. Theirs is my bond and I hope they can give what is given me. Friendship is a family.
Thank
I thank all those who take a book in his hands and read it, even though it may not always be the right one. Because every word written down wants to be heard, like a pent-up energy that would otherwise reach the critical point.
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