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Nathan Crowther

There are days when we wake up in gray with our thoughts, as if a dark cloud completely clouds all our feelings, how to get rid of that feeling of emptiness? How to fill the darkness with light? When it went out so long ago that it's impossible to count the days... look forward and try to see some kind of hope? I felt loaded with radioactivity, my flesh being corroded by sulfur and acid, trapped in a puzzle game that had given me a checkmate, if our blood cools down, we become indisposed from an early age, incapable of giving and to forgive. But when we fill up… Our life is truculent: you are born with blood and with blood you cut the union that is the umbilical cord. And how many die with blood. You have to believe in blood as part of our life. The truculence. It's love too. I faced my plans that were laid out just above the table, my brow furrowed, I came to the conclusion that it was time for change, the people would change their thoughts as soon as he returned with new resources. However his thoughts were interrupted by the creaking of the door as well as followed by Saimon's voice. _______ Saimon... you know I hate it when... - I stop talking immediately as his face lifted and his eyes found a ghost that had haunted him for so many days... however the spirit was moving and had such a perfect and flushed face... I stood still for several moments just staring at the one on the other side of the table, I took a breath and then slowly my feet guided me towards her... - Need something? - I whisper finally blinking and understanding that it was nothing more than a spirit or mirage, but the real one. She remained motionless as she spoke. _______ For the next challenge I was guided to come to you. - He punctuated the sentence with his closed expression. _______ Oh.. Yes.. I had forgotten! - I find myself so sunk in the country's problems that I even forgot in the last months of this dispute. _______ Have you already chosen the entity that you will present at the royal ball? She nodded. _______ Yes, I will return to Nigrum, I will stay there for two weeks doing a survey on "The Nigruns" the entity that teaches soldiers and agents without resources. - I blinked a few times with her choice, nothing about children, the elderly or pregnant women, apparently she understood my question because she answered without any questions - It is the only entity in my sector, for this reason I will help in whatever way possible, they they take young people off the streets and give them a career within the military sector.. since the government doesn't do that.. - She mumbles low however I hear her. Feeling pain never stopped me from crying tears of blood inside. Nor did it prevent deadly separations. The world has failed me, and I have failed the world. So I didn't want to love anymore. What was left? Live automatically until natural death arrives. But I always knew that I couldn't live automatically: I needed support and it's the support of love. I decided to move on, in three months he changed, like never before, not even the war would have ripped my soul out like it did, now indignation was rising on my face, I blink several times, and then I walk away with a serious expression on my face absolute, his eyes turned to hers who seemed calm as if nothing had happened, I swallowed hard speaking in a voice rich in hurt. ______ You really are perfect aren't you? - Harsh question - Doesn't make mistakes, is always impassive, one step ahead of everyone, the owner of the truth, never suffered for nothing. Congratulations Ayla Marin, you are the essence of perfection! Pain is a cruel master. It blinds, revolts, hurts, wounds in the most intimate of your spirit, but if you manage to overcome the darkness of pain, the light of a victorious person will shine in you, owner of a calm happiness and at the same time contagious, typical of people who have already know this world well. She let out a loud and extremely ironic laugh, I blinked several times taking a deep breath, because at the same time that she attracted me, her way of being irritated me to my last hair. ________ No, I'm not perfect, I'm far from being perfect, however I've learned from life that we should think first of others and last of ourselves, what was it? Did I hurt your ego? - He questioned now with that arrogant expression. ________ In fact, it hurt my whole being.. - I approached her again while she took a few steps back, however I wasn't satisfied, should I really start a game of cat and mouse? We only stopped when she leaned against the wall with nowhere to run, my arms hit the wall trapping the slender body of the redhead who at that moment raised her chin in a haughty way to face me. ________ Want to leave this office with a limp apparently ..-she spoke looking at me with a sinister expression. ________ You can threaten me all you want, I'm not afraid. - She didn't move - Do you really want to help the population? Stop hurting my feelings and focus your insistence on giving me ideas, it will be more productive than just hating me, or insulting me, that won't lead to anything.. - The words came out full of bitterness. ________ There are not led? - She raised her eyebrow again, "Arrogant" my brain screamed - You worked practically 24 hours these months just to prove to me that I was wrong that day at the pool, however, look at this, the situation in the country keeps getting worse, and I know why, it's just a waste of time to tell you.. - Ayla Marin is so petulant and insistent in her thoughts, but she says the truth to the face, without understanding much like it. ________ I worked because I want to make up for lost time, not because of you, now who's the conceited one here? - I question seeing the redhead twist her face due to anger. ________ Your father! Get him out of power, he's Atlanta's problem! -She exclaimed loudly making me take three steps away from her. At that moment Saimon entered inside saying. ________ Miss Marin, you must go, a car is waiting for you.. - She turned her body and started to leave the office. ________ Let's go together! - I exclaimed making her stop. - That's an order, she didn't say anything else just continued the path and I went after. Nigrum turns out to be a crowded sector, which now, in the height of summer, is the last thing anyone would want. It's not so bad here in the shade and air conditioning, but the stench of sweaty bodies from the morning's work is strong enough to turn the milk sour. The air shimmers with heat and humidity, and even the storm puddles are hot and churning with little rainbows of oil and grease. The crowd moves as well as the car we are in. The villagers are too busy going with the flow to notice that Prince Crowther is present amidst the traffic. The tall buildings on Nigrum rise all around, ten feet above the muddy ground. Yet Ayla's exclamation is still in my thoughts, remove my father from power? It would be a pointless war where I would be the loser in the end. As soon as we arrive at the place where poor soldiers are trained, we are received by the commander. They come towards me with that expression like a child who sees a toy he's always wanted to have, the man stops with that soldier pose and then speaks. ________ Let's go to my office, I will request that one of the best soldiers we have come to introduce our entity to you.. We start walking side by side, the commander talks endlessly about the achievements, what the entity has already done for Atlanta, however my attention is on Ayla and on her closed expression, she seems to be bothered by something, but there is no how to question now, we enter the man's office and remain there for half an hour, until one of the soldiers enters the door and then his eyes fix on Marin who seems to be surprised to see him, do the two know each other? Who is he? Why is he staring at her? The commander starts to speak however my attention is on both of them and how their expressions change in a matter of seconds, when he says that Ayla would go with that soldier whose last name I don't even remember, I get up immediately saying that I would go with them, to the leaving that office the weather was strange, we walked down a straight corridor for a few minutes until a silhouette steals my attention, she moves in a familiar way, without haste and without concern, a shiver ran down my spine when she stopped and turned a few inches off her face, and then.. resumed her walk, she sounded.. like.. it can't be her.. ________ Who is that soldier who passed by us?! -She exclaimed turning her attention to the soldier who stares at me in a furious way. ________ Are you interested in Lucien too?! - He snarled in my face, Lucien???!!! So she can't be... God I'm going crazy after all she's dead! I turn my attention to the angry little soldier. ________ Got a problem with me soldier?! - I question getting closer to him, our faces were inches from each other, if this guy says a wrong word at this moment I won't think twice to punch his face.