Golden past: the training of the saints in gold.
Chapter I: "The Chosen".
It was a strange day of October, a cold evening hovered over the island of Sicily;
that the inhabitants of a small village ran from one side to another to escape their homes,
unimaginable terrors. When the sun was hidden, a cry was heard louder among many.
- Daughter runs! Run! No matter what! You just run! - A mother reached over,
pushing out of a small house for his daughter. The baby, who was not more than 6 or 7
years, she ran as she said. She ran and ran as he could without looking back,
listening to the cries of the inhabitants of this tiny Sicilian village.
- Where is it?! - Shouted a man stuffed into old armor, with helmets and
were the armor of the Greek hoplites.
- Even if I knew, I will not surrender my son, "cried another mother also,
desperate, sinister man before.
- You should all know perfectly that! Mr Giacomo has ordained!
- We do not care what he has ordered!
- Ah, yes?! Now corroborate your loyalty to the lord with your life for your disobedience!.
The woman was pinned with his arms about to be hit with the sword of that
man, but suddenly, someone grabbed the weapon that would strike the battle ax
mortal.
"Steady ..." said one figure after the soldier, his voice low and husky.
- Is-sir! ... What do you do?
"Go away, leave this to me.
Spe-but ... okay, as ordenéis-the man who attacked dark-haired woman
and clear out the house without a spark.
- Sir, "she said his men are attacking the village! I thought you protecting us!.
-and so ... 'went on the huge figure, who was not seen after the light of that
evening that even seeped through the cracks of windows and doors of the house, small
as the previous "If you tell me where is the child, no one will suffer any harm, I promise.
- But my son did not ...!
-your son, "said Cortes will be better with me, you learn things not taught in
school.
-No. I'm sorry but ... my child is too small for you so you bear!
"With more than 10 years is enough, and should have started long before ...
- Why you want?! He is very weak! These years I believed that I was not doing that.
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"I just detect a facet he had not previously discovered and which is also
present in me ...
- What, 'said the mother of that child who Giacomo, as he called the soldier sought
so carefully, seeing him coming toward her with a grim smile that loomed
in his dark face darkened by the backlight of the door.
- FRANCESCA! - Suddenly, the door came another man not too big to be
froze at the sight of the figure before him overshadowed YOU! Leaving my wife,
bastard!
- No, Philip, still!
Despite the desperate cry of his wife, Philip ran to the figure who threatened
fist in the air, however, only Giacomo merely lifted his left hand
stamped on the face later. It shone with a bluish light and dark tones
violet.
"That is not right, Philip. But since you refuse to give me what contract
signed mine ... I am afraid I have to leave to protect you ...
- No sir, please, "shouted Francesca.
"It's already too late for prayers, Francesca, suddenly, the man grabbed sinister
husband's face and tore the skin of rennet. His wife looked on with great terror
his face, watching as Philip fell to the floor collapsed, the one on your pretty face
husband ... I wonder if it will look like when I grow up ... or maybe you? ...
Francesca backed away in terror, but Giacomo, no hint of compassion for it to be
a woman, he did exactly what her husband, but this time it reserved its
right hand to do so.
-pa ... ma ... Dad ... Mom ... - there came a timid voice, almost imperceptible, behind a cupboard in
the wall.
"Well, well ... so we were there, little angel," the man walked towards the cupboard
sinister as always, to let out of there, I will not hurt you ...
The child, hidden in the shadows of the wall cabinet and looked at him with big eyes,
sweet and blue, a navy color, wrapped in tears. Her hair was strange: the same
tone than those, scrambled up, and certainly short-crested. It was full of
terror to have contemplated the horrible death of his parents in front of him,
ruthlessly killed, brutalized, by this shadow.
- Sir! Lord - another cry suddenly entered the house more. This belonged to another of
soldiers in the service of sadistic murderer. He whom everyone called "sir" or "maestri"
in Italian, turned quickly toward the entrance of the house, while his subordinate,
horror, watched the slaughter caused by him.
- What happens?
-E ... those are children, have escaped Mr. mostly!
Jum ... and what was their purpose if not, "he said again with that smile of a wolf.
- Co-how?
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"Let them are just children, where do they go? First slay all that is lifted
above your waist.
-S-yes, sir, "muttered the soldier, marching as fast as it appeared.
"Come on, Angel, now will come CONMIE ... - to look back into that space after the
furniture, noted that little was no longer there, grrrrr ... damn it ... um ... later
all behave according to their nature: weak and cowardly, as were their parents ... but
I ... I will transform into who should be ... as it should be!
She only stopped running when the screaming in the village were extinguished completely in the air.
Exhausted, she fell down hurting their small and delicate knees stained with
blood on the white dress she wore. Her hair was also a stranger, a blond unusual
green, wavy, long to medium hair. The child rose as he could, and looked pained
to the people with big beautiful green eyes now burned out of control. The
small burst into tears without saying anything, without uttering a single groan and
seemed to fade away, until finally collapsing on the floor, unconscious.
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- How many children were "asked a deep voice but really soft and desolate tone.
Despite sounding deep it was still that of a young man.
-No, I do not know exactly ... - answered one of those soldiers who attacked the
people into the shadowed figure of the boy who would not exceed 15 or 16 years.
- Why not informed Shrine before what was happening here? "Again
question, this time with firmness and authority.
-Cu-when we arrived at dawn we find it all so ... - already nervous about the voice
that boy.
"I demand to speak immediately with your superior.
"I'm the top here," said a hoarse voice, before the youth could continue
talking. He appeared before them a very tall and burly man, who observed both
noting that the newcomer wore a golden armor-go! It was time to
The Sanctuary send someone ...
- What has happened here? - The boy with the golden armor was too high, and stout
for her age, well, look at him with inquiring and firm. His eyes were iris
blue and her hair the same color, very long and slightly wavy.
- Can you tell me who you are before, golden knight? - Asked now that big
which continued to observe with interest.
-Mph ... I'm a Gemini Saga, which occupies the third house. The patriarch me
ordered to come as soon as he heard the news, now, someone wants to explain
once that has happened?! - said already noticeably upset, losing patience.
"Last night, some heartless, a group belonging to the local mafia, attacked the village
killing them. We only manage to save a group of children who escaped
... slaughter of the poor defenseless creatures to such horror ...
Saga: You're Giacomo, is not it?
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-Giacomo: of course, that's me, Giacomo, a former wearer of the golden armor
Cancer ...
Saga: I had heard from you on other occasions. Well, I must inform all
happened to The Sanctuary, the Patriarch decided to do.
-Giacomo very well-nodding.
Saga: Where are the children? - Asked with concern.
-Giacomo here join me "she said gently.
Saga, who claimed to be the knight in the constellation of the twins was with Giacomo,
also claimed to be the old gentleman in the constellation of the Crab, toward the rocks
near a small copse. There were about 50 children who were rounded, eyes
were red and pale mourn. His gaze was away from everything but pain
and fear.
The envoy noted Sanctuary them with infinite sorrow.
Saga: ... 50 kids?
-Giacomo: yes, but surely there is more to the neighborhood, we are still combing
the area.
Saga: ... did not survive and no adult? ... None of these children must exceed 10
years ... I believe that neither the 8 if you want ... "she said toward them look the same
way it did before, but bent down to caress the face of one of them.
-Giacomo: No, no adults. I tell you that we arrived at dawn and find them just
them as sole survivors. Although some small ... not reached
here ... "He lowered his head sadly, like Saga to hear.
Saga: Well ... shall tell everything, but I think Shion will agree with me
welcoming these orphans in The Sanctuary.
-Giacomo: Yeah, of course, Saga.
The messenger of the Patriarch got up to go to make their report, but suddenly
saw something that attracted wide attention, rather he felt something strange. When raised
the light and looked carefully at the small group, saw one among them that
also seemed to cast a strange aura.
Saga: What about that child, "asked with amazement and curiosity.
-Giacomo: What?
Saga: the one who sits alone on the rock, apart from the rest ...
-Giacomo: Oh, that you are next to the bodies of their parents. We asked
her name but said only one word: death and not say anything else around it
while ... must be traumatized by what he saw.
Saga: no doubt ... "said the gentleman, who walked among the rocks looking again at the
children, but only stopped at that, the same as a few hours earlier after hiding
cupboard-eh, stooping a little, "said his high-quiet ... I will not make
damage ... what's your name? "she asked, smiling in a friendly tone, caressing her small
head.
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The little boy raised it and looked into the eyes of the Saint of Gemini for a moment
without saying anything, then opened a little mouth to say something-An ... Angelo said
timidly in a thin voice.
Saga: that a beautiful name ^ ^-issued again I will gently take you somewhere
where you will be safe and learn many things. Will you come with me? My name is Saga and
I am a knight of the Goddess Athena, whom I protect, would you want to protect you too, along with
me?
Angelo watched him again and nodded, saying nothing, staring at him, without
blink-well, then I'll take with me to the shrine, we are also friends
accompany, we will come together-he put out his hand grasped the small
shyly, but then the golden knight picked him up taking him with him to
agreement, Giacomo, I take with me to this child. It's not good to leave alone, has also ...
an aura very powerful for his age. I immediately informed the Patriarch, so
and return it to Athens. I'll send a team to pick up the rest when I get there. Te
the request while.
-Giacomo: Well, go quiet.
- Sir, sir! - Again those words rang in my head of Angelo that
tightly closed his eyes and hugged Saga.
Saga: eh, what happens? Still, do not panic, Angelo ... "again caress to
reassure him and then watched the soldier who came running toward them with a lump in
arms.
-sir, "repeated again, tired.
-Giacomo: What happens? No need to scream so loud.
"We found this girl passed out in the woods between the trees.
Saga watched the girl carefully, as did the other small bore.
Saga: (That girl ... also has a very powerful latent cosmos, but not enough
Angela's blog ... in fact ... almost everyone here have at least an amount to
... outline ... this village is cursed somehow ... there is an atmosphere quite gloomy and
loaded ... and not just because of everything that has happened today ...) wait! - snapped the
was leaving soldier lying on a rock.
-Giacomo: What happens, Saga "" somewhat puzzled and surprised.
Saga: I also take her to her immediately.
"Giacomo" to the child?!, But if she is not ...!
Saga: Is not what, Giacomo ... "asked suspiciously in his eyes, which pierced and
forced it to lower the tone.
-Giacomo: I ... do not see anything of importance in it ...
Saga: perhaps not the cosmos latent gold gentleman, but it is powerful.
Nor is it looks great, just like him to have in your arms ... perhaps
see what happened to his family ...
-Giacomo: em ... agree, as you like ... "he mused, somewhat cowed by the strength and
safety of the holy words of Gemini.
Saga: return, then, with them two to The Sanctuary. Take care of them all on my part, "said z
while also grabbed the little girl in his arms, leading to both children.
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Saga walked her back to the gentleman from cancer with two small holding.
Angelo still clutching his neck and the girl asleep on the front of her golden
armor. The little neighbor looked surprised, seem to recognize her, but said nothing
anything, as I used to always.
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- Milo! Milooo!, Do not run!, Let the ball!. At the end you'll break something and your father will
get very angry! - a woman of fair complexion, curly golden blonde hair, sky blue eyes,
ran through the house wearing a white gown and a satin robe of a salmon tone, something
desperate. The house was not large, rather small and filled with sculptures
plaster, marble and clay.
Milo: Ha, ha, ha! I do not get it, Mommy! I'll be the center forward Paratinaikos!, Look
as chuto!
- No son, do not do that! ...
PLOM-Chrash!
There was a loud noise as if something had fallen and been party
pieces, and it was:
The marble head of a beautiful young Greek classic rolled over to
reach the child's legs before playing football in the classroom. He looked at her
fear in the face, sitting on the floor, apparently had landed with him in it.
Milo: oh-oooh ... mami ... has broken the "grave" Dad's favorite ...
- Milo, "his mother cried again with anguish, reaching there at full speed. Then
-mounted saw the mess my god! Oh, mother from heaven, when you see your father is
to ..., "then watched him angrily.
Milo: I'm sorry ... "looking at him from the floor, and large eyes were Azulones
traced to her, a very clear tone, almost crystalline, but nothing happens! : D I
heat! Can be fixed! - The boy jumped up and started collecting bits.
His mother went with him and crouched down beside her.
- Look how times have I told you! The ball is played in the street, not at home!
Milo: But Daddy punished me and I can not leave, then where game?
"Honey, these sculptures are the work of your father and make them a hard time," he
said, stroking his face, dark skin, contrary to his. He wore an expression of
guilt and anguish.
Milo: ... worth ... I will not play ball at home, but then how am I to be the
Paratinaikos striker? "he said angrily.
- Hee hee hee!, Go, go, Milo, we collect all this before your father again
and see the destruction ...
Milo: OK, I'll help you, Mommy! - They both pick up the pieces again
when a tall, burly-looking came through the door, visibly angry.
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- AFGH! Finally got to sell the damn work I did 4 years ago!
The mother looked scared for the door and hurried to gather.
-runs, Milo, go to your room, I will tell who fell while cleaning it, come on! Hurry!
Milo: But Mom, I ...!
- Helena? Are you home? "But not in time. Frowning father of the brat
appeared at the door of the lobby lounge and his brown eyes looked at the wreckage with
anger-"What is all this!?
Her hair was the same color as that of his son, dark-blue and also the same
rippled making small form curves, but unlike him, I was rather
short, like the ancient Greek busts he loved sculpture, in fact his face
really seemed to be pregnant. Milo was like him only in miniature and without the suit and tie
dark gray that his father wore. Like his mother, was still quite young
as about 28-30 years at most.
Milo: ho-hi dad ... ^ ^ U "said sweating sweat bullets.
"No hello or anything ... what have you done?!, It is broken into pieces on the floor,
hope it's not what I'm thinking! Because otherwise you will end up like the statue, "he went to
hit but his mother was in the middle and grabbed the arm of her husband.
-Helena: wait, darling, do not hit him, "he said with anguish and fear, I can not explain!,
Was not his fault, I accidentally threw it away while cleaning the shelves!. I'm sorry,
Leandro!
-Leandro: not defend him, I know it was him!, You're not as careless as this
cursed brat! "She looked at his son with hatred who do not know what he got!, too!,
Do not you punished without playing with that ball?, You should be studying something useful and not
doing stupid things! - Milo's father gave him such a blow to the child, he fell to the ground
turn and a half. Milo, who was not more than 8 or 9 years, he said nothing, not even complained;
only a tear rolled down her cheek.
-Helena: Leandro!, So do not hit him! Only a boy!, Is normal to want to play! - She
clung to her husband again, he seemed to want to rush to hit back angrily.
-Leandro: No, he's not normal to disobey this!, I am beginning to
tired of that child!, did you hear me, Milo!?, and if you follow you will leave my house!
-Helena: but if only 8 years!, "Where going?!
The boy, who had hitherto remained whole time on the floor, face down, was
his face turned red and swollen and looked at him with piercing eyes and challenging.
-Leandro: dare you even look at me like, spoiled brat!? - Again raised his arm
Helena to hit but again came to his defense: he went down with his son,
hugging for protection.
-Helena: Leandro, no, "then, the father stopped, surprised to see her there,
Protecting.
-Leandro: What are you doing!?
-Helena: I'm asking that very you!, Your son, how can you beat that?!
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Leandro stood for a moment, surprised look again, as if the
words of his wife had awakened from a long sleep. Then, down the arm and
again, watching over his shoulder, over his shoulder.
-Leandro: I never wanted to have a child like this ... and it is better to teach him to
behave or ...
-helena. Or what, what will you do, Leandro? - Snapped angrily, with the same look
Milo deep and hurtful.
-Leandro: do what you want, but I'm getting tired of it. O behaves as
due or go out of here. I do not want a stupid bum hanging around my house.
-Helena: ?...¡ home if he goes ... I'll go! - Leandro hit a small boat and then
then sighed.
-Leandro: ... I see ... you care more about that kid that I ...
-Helena: no, that's not true, "the woman sat up and took her gently by the brazoos
I love both equally ... darling, sorry ... "She hugged her back and appeared to
soothed the torrent of rage that overcame him minutes, seconds earlier.
-Leandro: Okay. Pick that up, I go to bed, I am very tired ...
"Helen: Wait, before you prepare dinner. You'll suck your fingers, you'll see ^ ^ said
happy and then looked at his son with a sweet smile and splendid moussaka, Milo! ^ o ^ --
bending in the same way, smiling, put both hands on his knees and stroked
again Milo's face, but noted that after the blow dealt him Leandro, and
bruised, and his countenance was sad again, "your father will not stick well, I
teee ... I promise ... I'll bring some ice okay, honey?
She smiled again to try to encourage him a bit, but the boy said nothing.
She stood up and walked out the door into the kitchen, smiling at her husband, who
returned the gesture. But Leandro, when she realized she was no longer there, he turned to
back to your child. Then I noticed the exact same look of anger with which
minutes before he had beaten.
-Leandro: this takes that right away ... and you do not happen again to break something I
I've done with my own hands, whelp. Until you pick up everything, I will not let
try the food from your mother saying the latter left for the kitchen, behind his
wife-um!, moussaka!, I love it, jum ... but I like you more ...
The boy watched them frolic lovingly in the kitchen, while his father was biting the
neck to his mother while she was preparing dinner.
-Helena: ji, ji, ji, Leandro! Come to, I have to make dinner! Did not you say you were
tired?
-Leandro: no ... you jum ...
-Helena: Go dumb, carries this to the table, "the young man took a dish with pieces of bread
she had left and went to the other side of the room where the table was so Milo
ran to pick what they broke.
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"After I told my mother that my father ... he seemed to change ... but I
noticed that had changed in appearance only to please buy me ice cream ...
sometimes came to fetch her to school, even played soccer with me ... but
As she turned around or was not ... again noted with contempt and hatred ... and
hit me for whatever silly thing to do, of course, could not give me as strong as that
day on which almost broke my face at once ... I had to save face before me
mother.
A few months later ... the worst thing that happened ... the worst thing that happened in my life,
even worse than the death of Camus ... "
"One day my mother went out to get me. There was a day to be there, but I
I went out to play football with my friends. It was raining hard, we were in mid-October;
but of course we were only a handful of kids. When it got ugly, we turned
beach home, but it took a lot that day in return.
It was dark and ran a lot of gushing water as rivers, streams by
road. I took the same route we took my mother and I always go to the beach,
because I had some fear ... until ... I saw her lying on the floor ...
-Shaina: to ... who? "With fear in his face, watching him.
Milo: my mother ... "She closed her eyes and then looked back at the ceiling, as he did before, on
the bed and continued with his story -
I was there, not moving. I ran toward her, but stopped when I saw that under my
feet ... it was running red needle. My mother had a stomach wound that bled
jets. By then I had no idea, but now I know I was stabbed. She
said he had been looking for me, worried about me, where he had been ... "
Milo: Mom!, Mom! What happened?! - Said the boy in full cry, stooping
beside her.
-Helena: Milo, ca ... honey ... I was worried about you, where were you?-Stroking
face and smiling.
Milo: playing football with friends, in, on the beach, Mom!
-Helena: I thought you had happened to, something ... bad ... "she began to close her eyes.
Milo: I, I'm sorry Mommy! Not do it again, but get up!, What is it? ...
"Before I knew it ... she had already closed at all ... and never again
Shaina open ... "I watched him with her green eyes wrapped in a thin fabric tears," I
stayed with her there under the rain falling incessantly, for hours, until a police officer
found us and took us to the hospital.
Ami father told him what happened before me: a guy, a petty criminal,
which had been caught for a couple of hours ... he brought my mother's purse, that I and
my father, especially immediately recognized him ... ... that and ... a razor. He killed only
to steal. The police said that surely she tried to resist and the only reason he stabbed
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in the stomach. My mother died, I was almost dead when found and the hospital
could do nothing ...
-Shaina: I ... I'm sorry, Milo ... "said the girl, stroking his face with infinite sorrow.
Milo: that day was when everything changed for me ... "
-Leandro: out of here, you are to blame for everything that has happened!, Because of you
she died, my wife Helena !...¡¡¡! - again, again beating his son for the umpteenth time,
pulling the floor by the front door facing the street, get out!, I do not want
back to see you, "hear me! NEVER!, Like you should never have been born! We only
You brought misfortune to Helen and me! - grabbed him by opening the door and threw into the street
by the stairs to her small house.
The door slammed hard and the child sat up, sore from the
shock and the fall and walked. He walked and walked, staring, not knowing what to do
or where to go, his eyes red from crying dedicated to his mother.
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A child who looked much older of which was really tall, stocky and
look good-natured and quiet, dark hair, long and dark brown eyes, walked
the long corridors of a huge room. Looking around, he heard a noise
very strong and loud, as if they had fallen down a few pieces of metal.
This came from one of the other rooms which were on the left, between several columns.
Milo also lay on the floor, sitting on his haunches with the face of pain and surrounded
by a few metal pots ... my clothes were worn and very dirty thing, the same as
he wore the day her father disowned her.
Milo: auch, what tortaaaaa! - Suddenly heard footsteps in the distance, so far that was a
sound almost imperceptible to the human ear, but the boy seemed hypersensitive to that
sorts of things and swift as an arrow went in behind a table where there were rows and rows of
chairs, covered by the darkness of the shadows they cast.
It seemed a dining room where the boy fell off a cupboard where Milo
tins kept. The sturdy, good-natured guy before, which seemed to have 12
years by his stature, came through the door softly.
"It is there anybody there? - Asked by observing the room.
Milo while he watched from behind the chairs with blue eyes and following all
each of his movements ... ummm ... I think not - the other continued to advance some
meter, while the small intruder crawling toward the door to escape.
Then the burly met all pans one shot before and looked
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strangeness "But ..." then looked around and saw the alacrancillo just off
through the door Hey, you dwarf!, still there!
Milo: waaaah, "came out at full speed, like an arrow, the other in surprise followed as
well could.
- Wait!, Af, af, af! ... That kid is fast!, And I never gave it to me
run!> _ <
Soon, Milo stopped running perceiving that other guy no longer followed him.
Milo: je!, I gave him the slip, "he said boasting of his speed with both hands on the
waist-I'm faster than Carl lew ... "Suddenly, something caught from behind neck
red striped shirt-wearing waaaah!
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"It's late, Aldebaran," may I know why you want an audience with the patriarch
at this time of night? "I said a burly guard at the boy before the doors of the
room of the patriarch.
-Alde: you let me pass. I must tell you something very important.
"Okay," sighed the soldier but then sent another to open the above
doors.
This was to purple curtains that were behind the throne of the patriarch.
Aldebaran expectantly waited there in the middle of the room. Soon, among them appeared
figure of a tall slender man who came dressed in a black robe and standing
on the long white hair and golden helmet, while also wore a mask
same color as his robe over his face.
-Patriarch: unh, What is the case, Aldebaran? I've woken up, you know you are
2 in the morning? - yawn
-Alde: I'm sorry, patriarch Shion, but then I discovered a burglar in the
Sanctuary!
-Shion: co, how?!-All alarmed adjusted his helmet and walked toward the boy quickly
and runs a half reeling because of the dream.
-Alde: here it is, your Excellency, I found him hanging around the kitchens, "the boy showed
prey against Shion, which stopped running when he saw that he was a boy about 8 years,
blue-black hair and long, kicking jersey grabbed by Aldebaran.
Milo: I told you I go!, Gorilla!
-Shion: pe, but ... ahem ... Aldebaran ... just a boy!
-Alde: Yeah, a child, but I caught him stealing cans of food from the dining room cabinets
common!
Milo: that's not true!, Yooo ... I have not stolen anything, "she said quickly.
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Shion put a hand to his forehead, somewhat overtaken by events and by the time
on the clock, more than anything else.
-Shion: ayhhhh sighed.
-Alde: ah, not you, "and what is this?" Said the stocky boy sacándole pocket a can of
sweet corn ...
Milo: No, I do not know how you got there! - Returning to kick.