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 | | Member Title: | .:。✿・゚Fedeltà con amore. Valore con onore. Tradimento con vendetta゚・✿.。. | | Home Page: | http://www.myspace.com/echelon_sam | | Birthday: | 10 May 1989 | | Location: | Room 310 ovviamente | | Interests: | Out of the Great Sea to Middle-earth I am come. In this place will I abide, and my heirs, unto the ending of the world.
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| | Signature | Look out! Keep your head in place: you will need. The place where I lead you is vast and intricate, and there you've never been before. You can imagine, from other stories you've read, to know it well, but those stories have you deluded, accepting you as a friend and treat you as if I were one of the place. The truth is that you are an alien, in whole and for all, come from another time and another place.
When I caught your eye the first time and you’ve decided to follow me, you probably thought to come here and feel at home. But now you are really here, in this cold air, sharp, dragged in darkness more black, and stumbling on an uneven terrain, without recognizing anything. Looking left and right, wrung the eyes against the wind chill, you realize that you’ve taken an unknown road of dark houses full of unknown people.
And yet you haven’t chosen me at random. Come on, spare me the reluctance: you hoped I’ll satisfied fantasies that you wouldn’t wanna even dare appoint, or at least I’d have enjoyed a little. Now you hesitate, still clinging to me, but already tried to forsake me. Initially, when you chose me, you didn’t realize until the end of my proportions, or you didn’t expected I’d have caught you, and so quickly. The sleet stings your cheeks, small and sharp spits that seem cold fire, burning embers in the wind. But you left astray, and now it’s too late to turn back.
 Aslan - The Birthday Massacre 22-07-09 Cervia (Ra)

 Sex, Drugs and Rock'n'Roll

... mi guardasti aggrottando la fronte, smettendo di tremare, ma i tuoi occhi gettavano lampi alla schiena. Ci trovavamo nello stesso angolo buio della prima notte. In quel giardino dopo aver allontanato tutti. E quello che era il tuo tempo preferito, un calar delle nebbie, dell’erba umida e delle rovine...
in questa giornata, al mattino che scossa la testa, sistema il cielo nel vento, cola nel meriggio qualche pensiero, ora ti rivolgi stando per breve tempo in silenzio o, conoscendo già tutte le mosse, danzando e considerando l'eccezione?
As long as I have life in this land I will live every moment of it with the instincts of a lion hunting of its prey, with the strength of a gladiator in constant struggle for survival, making full use of all the skills and means that the live give me and with the intensity and passion of the instinct of instincts, the love; until the end of my days, when will remain of my field only "air and dust", so that I won’t stay helpless and I has the power to continue to fly with new energy
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