You woke up early that day. Nothing unusual, You always wake up before sunrise.
While You were donning Your Tsukigusa-colour kimono You accidentally touched a wall of Your tent. White fabric was very stiff and cold.
You tied an obi.
A perfect knot.
You draw the curtains and went out. You saw Your camp: four identical small tents covered with a silverfrost. The fire was almost extinguished; a whiter flame was twinkle on the last log.
Total silence.
You made a step.
Frozen beech leaves You set foot whispered and crunched.
Autumn valley: silver beeches, rustle leaves, white hoarfrost and a cold mist trailing just above the ground. ( I ciekliną swych mętów po ziemii się smuży )
And the Void flow.
That was strange, You never felt this way. The only Void circulation was caused by You and Your comrades.
No other move.
Complete stagnancy like the valley wasnt exist.
You decided to investigate this strange phenomenon, to talk with Kami.
Youre standing on a ledge You barely can see Your camp from here but Youre sure its on Your left. On right You can see a huge stone overgrown with slippy moss, the same moss that grow on a patch You came here.
In front of You grows a briar. No leaves, obviously no flowers, only branches, thorns and fruits. Some hips are still red but many of them withered.
Tranquilize.
You kneel down and start to invocate a prayer to Kami-sama of briar.
Void.
Your eyebrow budged. Never before have You been ignored by anyone, even Kami.
Suddenly You start to feel warmth and You see little black, spherically-shaped, fluffy briars Kami in its little futon.
Please, I dont want to get up yet. It murmured and covered its head(?) with a pillow.
The vision disappear. ( :shake sadzak!: )
Of course You are confused!
You see Ladys Amaterasu pale, sleepy face. The mist is fading away.
Its a high time to return to Your companions.
You are sure this day will be great.
Again a breathtaking story with a very interesting plot.
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"Pamiętaj o tym zawsze, aby przegonić wroga w jeden szereg, ustaw przeciwników pod linię, jak suszone ryby na sznurku." Miyamoto Musashi "Gorin-no sho"
Breathtaking? That's nice
I hope You like the photo either.
And thank You for the fav.
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Jebo pelne jest kwiast o rozmaitych pieknach, dzwieknach, woniach, polorach i ciazach.Zatwarte i rozmkniete zarazem, oszukuje pana Berbeleka nieistniejacymi kierunkami, ccialby plyc tszam i tszu i tszuam, alele plydzie juz tylko w jednym mozliwym kierunku
Mam nastrój na wyrażenie zachwytu. Więc wyrażam zachwyt. To bardzo fluffy opis, O'MG-sama. :szejk opis: Kiedy wreszcie mi coś poprowadzisz ?
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"Pan Berbelek plydzie przez wylewy szczerni, kazdy skros niesie go w glebsza szczern, przestrzen, wystrzen i rozstrzen wygwiezdzaja sie szybko(...)piekly kosci ikarosow, urwalo zeglidla, ajther sie scierwi,gdy pan Blebelek wejczy z bolu"
:] Lwi refleks... Nie to co zajebisty refleks Żurawii
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Jebo pelne jest kwiast o rozmaitych pieknach, dzwieknach, woniach, polorach i ciazach.Zatwarte i rozmkniete zarazem, oszukuje pana Berbeleka nieistniejacymi kierunkami, ccialby plyc tszam i tszu i tszuam, alele plydzie juz tylko w jednym mozliwym kierunku
Nastrój. Wiem, że to zbyt trudne słowo dla żurawia, ale spróbuj zrozumieć...
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"Pan Berbelek plydzie przez wylewy szczerni, kazdy skros niesie go w glebsza szczern, przestrzen, wystrzen i rozstrzen wygwiezdzaja sie szybko(...)piekly kosci ikarosow, urwalo zeglidla, ajther sie scierwi,gdy pan Blebelek wejczy z bolu"
Uh... Czy to Silberberg w dolnośląskim? Czy jakiś inny?
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"Pamiętaj o tym zawsze, aby przegonić wroga w jeden szereg, ustaw przeciwników pod linię, jak suszone ryby na sznurku."
Miyamoto Musashi "Gorin-no sho"
I hope You like the photo either.
And thank You for the fav.
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Jebo pelne jest kwiast o rozmaitych pieknach, dzwieknach, woniach, polorach i ciazach.Zatwarte i rozmkniete zarazem, oszukuje pana Berbeleka nieistniejacymi kierunkami, ccialby plyc tszam i tszu i tszuam, alele plydzie juz tylko w jednym mozliwym kierunku
Więc wyrażam zachwyt. To bardzo fluffy opis, O'MG-sama. :szejk opis: Kiedy wreszcie mi coś poprowadzisz ?
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"Pan Berbelek plydzie przez wylewy szczerni, kazdy skros niesie go w glebsza szczern, przestrzen, wystrzen i rozstrzen wygwiezdzaja sie szybko(...)piekly kosci ikarosow, urwalo zeglidla, ajther sie scierwi,gdy pan Blebelek wejczy z bolu"
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Jebo pelne jest kwiast o rozmaitych pieknach, dzwieknach, woniach, polorach i ciazach.Zatwarte i rozmkniete zarazem, oszukuje pana Berbeleka nieistniejacymi kierunkami, ccialby plyc tszam i tszu i tszuam, alele plydzie juz tylko w jednym mozliwym kierunku
--
"Pan Berbelek plydzie przez wylewy szczerni, kazdy skros niesie go w glebsza szczern, przestrzen, wystrzen i rozstrzen wygwiezdzaja sie szybko(...)piekly kosci ikarosow, urwalo zeglidla, ajther sie scierwi,gdy pan Blebelek wejczy z bolu"
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"Just a few small tears between
Someone happy and one sad
Just a thin line drawn between
Being a genius or insane"
Iron Maiden - The Thin Line Between Love & Hate
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