Death leaves the hand of the skeleton. Jean was a fairy
Death leaves the hand of the skeleton. See too the Brujo, looks closely, the smiles, caresses her face. Then he returns from the skeleton, give it a push that took him a little further.
Jean was a fairy. It was the first close encounter with another race, the first of a series long enough not to brag. They live among us forever. They mate with us, the blood is mixed generation after generation the more it goes on, they become more human, more human, until the day when the do not really exist anymore. (Stefano Fantelli, "Confessions of a man crazy enough to live with a fairy")
I can not sleep because this is the night Death comes, and I lose the match and Apple loses the mirrors, this is the night when he lost his claws and the Beast Pinocchio nose loses its last.
Angel, why did you put the sweatshirt of Apple? To my left
- Angel, why did you put the sweatshirt of Apple? - Boh. I like. We have the same size. It 's the new sweater, the white one with the cat Felix. - He paid a lot. Be careful not to ruin it, carom. - See ... Quiet. - If you kill the soil. - Mica the dirt, Brujo, I do not worry, 'calatroia. - I've told you. - How do I dirty? - I do not know, with beer, with ash, with mucus in your nose or a fucking pigeon crap that comes down from heaven ... - There's a blue man. - What? - There is a blue and fat man behind you. Not to say, eh?
To my left is Angelo, a pair of glasses, sunglasses with pink lenses, blond-brown curls stuck to his forehead damp with sweat , a mosquito away with a sudden movement of the hand. It 's so thin that I sometimes call him "Bones."
(Stefano Fantelli, "Very much Cesenatico old gothic style")
My name is Manuela. - Said the angel. - Ah, a name important. What were you doing before coming here looking for? - I was at the door ... the last door, what is called Tiphareth. - Tipheret. How to say "beauty", right? How to say "harmony". Suits you. She sighed but said nothing. - The last door before the garden is so? - Continued - one with apples and everything else, right? - Yes .. more or less.
(Stefano Fantelli, "Life when you have an internal staircase)