Prologue

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Die for sleep. Nothing else . And with that sleep can calm the painful beats of the heart, and the thousand offenses natural of whom is heir the meat!
This is one conclusion from hopefully devoutly.

Die for sleep. Sleep, maybe dream ...

We are born, we live and we die, this is the circle of the life. Sometimes the life can to be hard but if isn't hard what life is it ?
We find always the difficulty in the our way. We don't know what we'll find further this world. There is the paradise and the hell? God and the devil?
And if after the death we'll find nothing? And if we finish in the limbo? The life is too much short for waste it, must live each day as if was the last. The life is one only, live it fully. Each day one part of us dies. Some person are so sure that the death don't reach them before of seventy years, that they have still one life long ,but who ensures them? The death could come to find us in any moment, of the your poor, pathetic and useless life. We use how excuse the time "To after, i have time" "Don't worry we'll see, we have time. Time of here, time thence , but who ensures us to have, actually, all this damned time? Die is how sleep, only that you can't awakenings more. ..

James Pov

i can't still believe of thing are happened, after all this time. without of she, I'm a man dead who walk. I feel the extreme need to: hear her, touch her kiss her ... in short, stand, simply with her. Without of her i can't exist. I'm missing any thing: from her long and silky hair, to her crystalline voice , her roses smell and her sweet face.

I remember clearly, the moment in whom i saw her for the first time, that smile that had bewitched soul and body. There is that the life can be hard but not so cruel. Katrina Zara Ahmedi, a simple name, one simple young woman, so mature for her age.

I continuous to repeat her name looking to remember every her small defect that made it more perfect before to my eyes. I'll seem a crazy, obsessed and also maniac, but that woman is the love of mine life ... was the love of mine life. The girl that has changed my life, making it more complicated but also more unforgettable. I'm feel so, damn only. Unable of obey to her latest requests, namely: to continue to live my life, like nothing happened . How I could forget her ? The light in my heart.

I feel the necessity of reveal the things that are really happened that fateful night, i want to know the why to her, i want give her justice. ... she deserves justice. Is started all with one leukaemia and is finished in worst of ways, in the way in whom she don't deserved. Are past two years now, the only thing that is remained in my mind and in my heart is her sweet smell. She had fought up at the end my Angel , more and more times. The rose in a way or another had lost all the her petals ... the our time is expired

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