FW265

FW265

The figure Flee, ran but he grabbed me and pulled me, took me with him. Cursed figure that we do not see but that propagates. It is the figure of a recognizable experience fey appearance. Murmured the figure: you are afraid of a man with no face! Yes – I said with some fear. Fear not because I only exist in the presence of light. I have already spoken of light and energy but never a man whose face appears unaware and voluptuously and run without running away to achieve your physique. The figure is a being of darkness that can not live without light. Strange are a shade that you hide in the darkness and silence. But surges of light and with that hat you display faceless, black. I ascend to heaven, magnify the distortion of your eyes and light metamorphic. Along the river skies as anyone River with an air of despondency Sultan and respond with the speed of the black skies and densifico me to the rain drop crystal clear and razor-sharp. But for a man with no face water pierces my body and my own major gabardine not soak. It is made of shadow. These imaginary figures have been recreated by me for the night silent, chase fleeing from darkness and light demand. I am a friendly shade of misfortune. All major harm is there. Sun Ku It is an apparition disappeared.

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