Imanust - The island of feelings

PART 17 - MEN WOULD FEEL MUCH AND DO NOT KNOW.

“ If your thoughts have some foundation, I wonder what inspires genuine pain only to men.

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Atnat quietly rolled the smaller cranks. He liked to think when the sun was still early in its descent and the waves became easier movement of the line. Since the initiation of Utsi, assumed responsibility to control the wheels and despite the insistence of newcomers to perform the service dispensed to the well alone among the clouds, take care of your thoughts. Missed news about learning Utsi. He was almost there when the next boat and thought it odd silence that came from Istart. His projects of emancipation Atnatan depended on rising son dive guardian. That morning, he observed that the eagles were restless and joined at the top of the mountain above the plateau where he was. Lamented the inaccessible climb to the highest point of his island, which bothered him as a weakness. Repeatedly tried one way to climb its slopes, but it was very steep and their bases were impenetrable rock. Did you make one big wire that circulate, forming a loop through which the wheels could hoist it, but outside deterred by the weather. Also concerned with Atan. His work was exhausting, weaving blankets, robes, polishing the crystal, taking care of all the children and having to serve him in intercourse every time you wanted to. However, it was natural to be so. The tradition of women in imposing this organization continental force. Not like to think about these issues, but expecting a new child afflicted and tormented him greatly. Having to witness all the pains of pregnancy Atan imposed a tolerance that you had forgotten. Time will not heal her feminine mysteries.

Sumi given herself diligently to her craft. The disappointment at not getting initiation into the mysteries of Anit dive was a regret. Since the departure of his mother, the son dreamed for a privileged education as compensation and, despite the constant presence of friendship and Atan and Atnat, knew the importance of a high master Istart have in your life. He was a master blower and had a breath able to beat all evidence of submersion. Could not understand the resistance of House Masters to accept it. As much as they had need of spheres and domes and cups and bottles and many other applications not ceased, could serve them with their craft beginners and helpers. She looked at her son as he reflected on these matters, which swelled in her thoughts since returning from Istart. Anit was even more lonely in the absence of friendship Utsi. If not talked about is not wanting to show weakness in front of his father. Needed to work around this and get a promise that next Atnat vessel until Istart and would require the acceptance of Anit. Finished the job and was looking for Atnat.

Anit had suspected that the new ball submergence would please not the masters. Somehow they seemed to remove some of the shine of the divers. This was the only explanation for not sending the cards so that the host widen their production to use Istartans. Each diver could reach an average of 180-200 men deep and the ball, even if still no directional movement, bear the pressure of 300 men, depth achieved only by honorable Istart, Astan and Istan and probably by the ladies Sit and Sitsui . Thought this an unusual thought, for the invention he and Sinesi could facilitate shared services receptor, and allow increased travel, knowledge and fun for the inhabitants. Worked on this project for five vessels and now have to wait for the events. He lacked even fit some answers in their reasoning: if indeed that was the reason not to go ahead with the project, would approve of the way to the Isle of Sinesi Ust, which could further develop the mechanisms allowing movements? And being a project shared by the two, why not accept the mysteries of the dive, ending this way in the production of balls in Atnatan? Could not the answers. Since arriving wanted to address his father and the Lord Atnat about their reflections, but everyone was so busy with work we decided to wait for an opportunity and, moreover, they needed to decide what to do with excess beads produced. Utsi wanted to be there so they could talk about this subject and perhaps reach a conclusion. But he was not needed and, by itself, make any decisions. Looked long at the transparent extension of the city that helped transform. Had memories of when he and Utsi still running between the structures of wood and fled overnight to shoot shells in fragile glasses of roofs, scaring the other kids with the legend of catfish. Now that was grown from one sphere to another without understanding what sense they had. Maybe it was time to give the services of Isu and Osi and seek a young man who enchant. He had no beauty Utsi but knew their skills well to entice a woman to intercourse for procreation.