The night had begun to fall. The last rays solar fired from a spring day, orange staining the blue reflection of the sky. Alejandro
walked through the narrow streets of this picturesque village, with no particular direction, just admiring the medieval atmosphere still retains that small town that had welcomed him for a couple of days.
suddenly stopped. The name given him a long narrow alley I was curious: The Alley Animas just read an old plate visible. Alley appeared
dark, creepy, dimly lit only by two small lamps. However, a mystique attractive carrying the gloomy passage.
Alejandro, curious, decided to continue their walk through that dark alley, building was still some light and have time before nightfall. But after walking a few yards, found that the road was getting narrower and more sinister. A smell of incense
stroked the nose of Alexander, who took a deep breath to get drunk on the smell of uncertain origin.
Then came the woman ... walked slowly, pushing an old pram in black.
Alexander stopped. The figure of the woman had suddenly become visible at the end of the alley, where the darkness could not see beyond.
The creaking wagon wheels, imitating the mewing of a kitten, and the woman, who seemed in mourning, was moving slowly to the point where he was Alexander.
When he got up, she stopped.
Alexander was taken aback a few seconds, watching closely ...
was very tall, extremely thin and covered his body with a black dress that almost reached to his feet. Her face was veiled behind a veil opaque.
But what surprised him with Alexander, was to see that the wagon had no children ... There was nothing ...
- Good night - managed to stammer.
She did not move, did not say anything ...
- Do right? Need help?
Then the woman began to turn his head slowly towards him, as if to look at him behind the veil and cost him work.
- Yeah ... - whispered that spectrum in a barely audible tone.
dropped the wagon and raised her arms towards him.
- Will you be my son ...? - Asked in a whisper.
Alexander, visibly frightened, turned around and started to flee from the strange woman he had come. However, rather than moving toward the exit, I could not find the end of the street. It was as though they'd just never ...
Behind him, the creaking of wagon wheels echoed in the alley as a sinister soundtrack to it were. Alejandro
not know what to do. If backed up, would find themselves filled with women, if I kept running down anywhere, end up exhausted.
finally decided to hide in the landing of a portal to try to catch your breath, because his heart was beating his chest so he thought he would if not prevented.
Suddenly, like a nightmare unfinished, a woman appeared at his side, moving as if it were a movie in slow motion, as if about to break, like I have no life ...
Alejandro screamed. In
the village square, close to the alley of the Souls, Augustine, an old man who lived there since I was a child, heard the echo of a scream that turned creepy.
meat was put chicken and knew at once that a clueless stranger had entered the alley of the Souls after nightfall ...
walked through the narrow streets of this picturesque village, with no particular direction, just admiring the medieval atmosphere still retains that small town that had welcomed him for a couple of days.
suddenly stopped. The name given him a long narrow alley I was curious: The Alley Animas just read an old plate visible. Alley appeared
dark, creepy, dimly lit only by two small lamps. However, a mystique attractive carrying the gloomy passage.
Alejandro, curious, decided to continue their walk through that dark alley, building was still some light and have time before nightfall. But after walking a few yards, found that the road was getting narrower and more sinister. A smell of incense
stroked the nose of Alexander, who took a deep breath to get drunk on the smell of uncertain origin.
Then came the woman ... walked slowly, pushing an old pram in black.
Alexander stopped. The figure of the woman had suddenly become visible at the end of the alley, where the darkness could not see beyond.
The creaking wagon wheels, imitating the mewing of a kitten, and the woman, who seemed in mourning, was moving slowly to the point where he was Alexander.
When he got up, she stopped.
Alexander was taken aback a few seconds, watching closely ...
was very tall, extremely thin and covered his body with a black dress that almost reached to his feet. Her face was veiled behind a veil opaque.
But what surprised him with Alexander, was to see that the wagon had no children ... There was nothing ...
- Good night - managed to stammer.
She did not move, did not say anything ...
- Do right? Need help?
Then the woman began to turn his head slowly towards him, as if to look at him behind the veil and cost him work.
- Yeah ... - whispered that spectrum in a barely audible tone.
dropped the wagon and raised her arms towards him.
- Will you be my son ...? - Asked in a whisper.
Alexander, visibly frightened, turned around and started to flee from the strange woman he had come. However, rather than moving toward the exit, I could not find the end of the street. It was as though they'd just never ...
Behind him, the creaking of wagon wheels echoed in the alley as a sinister soundtrack to it were. Alejandro
not know what to do. If backed up, would find themselves filled with women, if I kept running down anywhere, end up exhausted.
finally decided to hide in the landing of a portal to try to catch your breath, because his heart was beating his chest so he thought he would if not prevented.
Suddenly, like a nightmare unfinished, a woman appeared at his side, moving as if it were a movie in slow motion, as if about to break, like I have no life ...
Alejandro screamed. In
the village square, close to the alley of the Souls, Augustine, an old man who lived there since I was a child, heard the echo of a scream that turned creepy.
meat was put chicken and knew at once that a clueless stranger had entered the alley of the Souls after nightfall ...
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