The next day a sailor who also worked in the port, besides the old sailor, knocked on the door. This time, the boy didn't open it. The sailor appealed:
- Open the door, boy!
But the boy only answered on the other side:
- I will not open! You just want to get me out of here! When I don't even want to raise! If you have something to say, tell me!
And so did the sailor. He sat in front of the door and started talking:
- Your sailor is not from here boy. He comes from a land of barbarians. They refuse the words of God and kill without mercy. For this reason, they are deformed. They have completely destroyed their own lands and now seek to take that of others. LOOK AT THE SAILOR'S SKIN my boy. It is black as night, like everything that is bad, it is ugly. LOOK AT HIS HAIR my boy! They are also black like those who once came here and murdered many!
The sailor sniffed and and said in a tearful voice:
- One of the victims was my daughter, you
An Artist. . .Does Arts help humanity to evolve and survive?
Until now, strange short stories had only very short stories. But from volume two I intend to add stories that have 10 to 20 captains as well. These stories are not so long nor have so much visibility as a separated book. For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: &n
Gentlemen and Ladies welcome to a world that apparently is very similar to yours. Here we have all the big cities and all the big states too. But we also have some things more, and it is not the dragons, vampires and werewolves you are thinking about. I am talking about the oddly things. Boys that never grow, invisible men, and cats in boots. You know which place all those figures appears. Welcome to fairy tales world, this is the antics of Bia's crew. Bia looks like any other girl in the world. Actually, she is too like any girl in the world. That's because her parents are too like any ordinary parents. They are so ordinary that if there were a crowded place, you would never find them. Bia's parents like it because it helps them to do their "job". But Bia never liked not being recognized. Because of that she always wears a big red head tie. She very lively and smiley and never really suffered from anything. She was poor but
He's sitting at the bar. Still dressed from work. Leaning on his arm as if he had no strength left. His eyes are drooping. Age wrinkles reinforce your depressed features. Big bags under his eyes.He doesn't remember the last time he got a good night's sleep. And rightly so, his world was slowly falling apart.When did everything start to fall apart? He asks.Since always. He answers.He remembers when he was young and careless. Of the sins he committed and how arrogant and closed the truth was. If he refused to accept reality, he had his own interpretation of it and she was always right. But he was well living that way because it didn't matter how hard he is, the girl he loved would always be by his side.Everything changed when he had his daughter. She gave a new light to his world. She made him experience things that he had never thought possible before. She was stubborn and dreamy. And as she was hard work, she was idealistic and unrealistic. Always wan
I love you. I know you would like more if I told you this in person. I do not blame you if you think writing an anonymous love letter is creepy. I am writing because whenever I tried to speak out the words would not come out.This is not one of those love confessions from the films and books. Mostly because I do not know what love is. I just can not say the diference betwen love, friendship or a crush. People say it is because I never was in love. But still you are a very important personnto me.I do not want to date you. I just wanted to let you know there is someone who admires you very much and that when this person sees your smile you make its day be the best day ever.I want to keep being your friend. Just a friend who likes you, and you know it.Strange.But I felt like it was wrong to keep it to myself. It would be like lying to you. Believe me, I lie a loot. But I do not want to lie to you. If I ever send you this letter I hope I do not regret writ
In fact, he's not a house cat. He looks more like a small cheetah. He wears a collar to please his love, the bear. But he is a wild serval. His grandfather was a Siamese cat. But if you dare to call him domestic, you'll end up learning because he's not the hard way. He's nobody special, but he always dreamed of being. For example he was never in a blind school, because in his mind he could do everything the others could. One day he said he wanted to be a detective at school. He rambled about the bravery of detectives with all his passion, in front of the entire class. When he was over, there was no applause, just silence, followed by a question from one of his friends (a seal of course, they love silly jokes): - Isn't it easier for a disabled pet to stay at home and take care of the kittis?- Everyone burst into laughter. He then realized that for others h
Upon a time, there was a very small and happy girl named Bia. She was adventurous, curious, kind, and lovely. She loved to go to the doctor. She ate all her vegetables as they were candy and never was mean to anyone. ( or so she thought) And she had a big kitten she took care of very well. But she was also not perfect. She had an incredibly big fear when she needed to go far from her house (the ship) because she thought she would get lost. She also hated to eat in restaurants or any place that was not her house because she always had a stomach ache afterward. She never liked kids or adults that she did not know for more than 3 months and was very rude to them. Also, she liked to plan everything. She would spend hours thinking about hypothetical scenarios. When something got out of the plan she became very anxious and could not do anything more. Every time one of those things happened, she had a very strong stomach ache and her mother h
With this book, Bia first learned about her parent's history.She would spend hours in the afternoon lying on the wooden floor of her room on the boat just reading the book.It was a huge book made entirely of dark leather. There was nothing on the cover, just the leather, so that a thief would not think it was valuable. But if you dared to open the book the first words you would read were "treasure book".The first time Bia opened the book she did not know what treasure means so she did not got from the first page before letting the book aside and going back to play.The second time she opened the book, it was just because she was very bored. But as she already knew what a treasure was, it had become the most interesting book she ever read.The first page contained a list of rulesBia already knew even before she could read.Before I said what they are, there is this interesting story about it:When B