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💭From the branches of a tree The leaves are slightly sloping As it falls, In the body of a man Survival from little by little The moment of separation Be scared !!!!

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💭ஒரு மரத்தின் கிளைகளிலிருந்து             இலைகள் சிறிது சிறிதாக      உதிர்வது போல்,            ஒரு மனிதனின் உடலில்      இருந்து உயிர் சிறிது சிறிதாக             பிரிக்கப்படும் தருணத்தை      பயந்து கொள்ளுங்கள்!!!!

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Fuori il vento fa il matto tra gli alberi. Il freddo tenta di entrare dalle fessure delle finestre. Ed io me ne sto acciambellata tra le coperte, con una tazza di té in mano e un libro sulle ginocchia, pronta per nuove avventure. ❓Che libro state leggendo in questi giorni? 😊 #readingtoday #leggeremania #dicembre2020 #decemberbooks #teaandbooks #winterreading #readingmood #dicembreinpillole #antrodilibri #decemberfullofbooks #stayconape #libriamoci1 #lacasadicarl #trovandopillolelibrose #amicandito #lettureimbranate #letturedidicembre https://www.instagram.com/p/CIfsUqzHhqV/?igshid=14mhz487h22gr

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Asteria: The Fey King's Mate - Chapter 5 What are you?

He doesn't seem offended, in fact he looks as if he was expecting the question. The unfocused gaze is gone and in place is something else, something I don't understand.

He looks away before I can unravel the secret. "I am different. That's all I can say." He answers looking over the greens. It feels like he is watching over them.

"Why won't you tell me?" He is so frustrating as he speaks in riddles... well, that wasn't a riddle. Was it?

He looks thoughtful. "Because you might be scared, you won't trust me." He states. "You are not supposed to even trust me."

"I actually don't but..." I beckon him to talk.

I catch a hint of a smile on his lips. "My species are trickish and very powerful." He turns to me, a full smile in place. "People are scared of demons but who they should be scared of is us."

His smile turns maniac, almost a lot like the faery in my dream. I squirm uncomfortably from him and he raises an eyebrow at this. "Well, that's exciting." Not.

"Don't worry I won't hurt you." He answers. "Though I believe you thought I would charm you." I facepalm. He reads mind. Great, just great.

His lips curls into a frown as he stares at me. Is he trying to read my mind again?

"No."

I shriek and stand up pointing at me. "You read my mind."

He let's put a small chuckle and I retort to stare at him as if he has lost it. Maybe he has.

"You face says it all. You are very easy to read." He nods, a smile playing on his lips.

"Oh."

Now I'm embarrassed. Sitting back on the bench, I clear my throat. I have to learn how to close off my emotions. I catch him smiling at me.

Not wanting the awkward silence, I ask. "What are you doing here?"

His face crumples in confusion. "I came to see you, of course."

Now this is boring. Drawing a strange pattern in the grass. "That's not what I meant. Why are with wolves? Why are you here, in this pack?"

He sighs, dragging his fingers lazily over his hair. "Finn..." Something in me perks up as his name rolls off my tongue. His eyes snap to me and I frown in confusion. This makes him smile. A smile that shows he knows something, I don't and he is very pleased.

He is making me go insane.

"Yes?"

I roll my eyes at his flirtatious smile. No one has made me roll my eyes like this. I huff, raising my two legs up to the bench, crossing them over each other. "Answer me."

Finn continues to smile. "I am here for business with the Alpha." He watches me closely for a reaction. "I am an important person in my world, very important."

"I don't doubt that; but that's not of use to me. Your ranking doesn't charm me." I shrug.

"What a girl..."

I glare at him. "A lady. You called me that before, now stick to it." I feel like shoving him away but that's too childish.

"Okay, okay I will."

I shake my head at him and the wind carries it into different directions, I watch Finn's eyes follow it.

"Walk with me." He stretches out his hand expecting me to take it. I take a double look at it. "I won't charm you." I roll my eyes at him and take his hand. He pulls me up and tugs me closer and tightly. It's not that close so I can manage.

"I would prefer sitting but I need a break from it." He mentions as he openingly stretches his legs.

"I can stay seated for a day, if laying down counts."

He gazes at me, his steps slow. We are walking towards the garden, trees and flowers catches my eyes.

"I see that we have various things in common, lady." He answers cheerily. I laugh and squeeze his hand, hoping it hurts him. He just smiles as he stares at me. I don't even know why I'm laughing.

"You're impossible, now tell me what you are..." I turn serious and he glares at me. I'm surprised by his glare, he is so unpredictable.

I look forward as we pass a Lily flower. I take a small stop to admire it, tugging Finn behind me before we walk again. I love lilies.

"How many creatures do you know and how many have you met."

Hmm. I feel myself putting on my thinking gear. "I know of werewolves, witches, warlocks and faeries."

"Faeries?" He looks shocked. Why is he shocked?

"Yeah, I know of faeries and I have met them too." He looks more than shocked. "It wasn't pleasant."

"Where?" He is suddenly asking questions and his steps are quick. I increase mine to meet up with him. He turns to stare at me. "Where did you meet one, Lynn."

I don't know why that's important to him so I hesitate. I don't know if I should share this with him but then again, I need to relieve myself. "In my dreams."

With my whisper his body grows tense but he keeps on walking and strangely leads us to another bench.

"In your dreams?" He turns to me as we sit down. "You met a faery in your dreams." I nod.

His expression is scaring me. "I get these dreams but I don't remember them, all I know is that I wake up screaming and shaking." He looks thoughtful. "Until a day, I remembered a man, an elf and a little girl elf. That's the only thing I remember."

He looks apprehensive. "You still get these dreams."

"Yeah, every day and minerva is always there to calm me." Until recently.

He scowls and suddenly lets go if my hand. I forgot how cold mine is, I somewhat miss the warmth of his. "She's the shewolf, isn't she?"

I send him a dazzling smile but he doesn't seem to acknowledge or respond to it. His face is now blank, even his eyes.

"You love her."

I nod earnestly looking into the peaceful scene. "Of course I do. She is loving, caring and selfless, but don't tell her that." Her ego will only get bigger.

He breathes out heavily and I watch him lean back into the bench. I don't know what is wrong with him but he is seriously bipolar.

"I didn't know you are into females."

My eyes widen and I let out shriek which makes him look around in alarm as he sits up. When he finds nothing, he turns to glare at me.

Oh my... What?

"I am not into females. That is an abomination, God will not allow it." I wave my head in panic. He is seeing things. I don't know why I am still seating here with him.

He rolls his green eyes at me. "I don't know why you follow humans to believe in this strange God." He states. "And you were technically looking all lovey duby when you explained her attributes." His face is blank again as he says this.

I feel like hitting him with a shoe and dragging the roots of my hair out. "It's sisterly love. She is my sister, my blood sister. Liking her that way is an abomination."

I don't know why but he relaxes once I say that and his blank expression crumbles into a smile. These are the signs that he is bipolar.

"Sorry. I apologize for jumping into conclusions."

I feel the need to wipe that smile off his face with a slap, but I resist. I don't know what creature he is and I don't want to anger what I don't know. I can't believe I am trusting him.

"Yeah, you apologize." I almost sneer. "Look, I have no time for this. I gotta go." I stand on my feet and almost walk away but he stops me.

"Let me walk you to your room. That's the least I can do." I glare at him but him but he doesn't cower away. He only pleads with me.

"Fine." I tuck myself away from him. "How did you know my room anyway." I hear his footsteps but I don't acknowledge.

"You literally showed me yesterday when you ran." So he went after me. This douche bag.

Finn give me a shy smile as if he knows what I'm thinking. His green eyes gives out a glint. I try to read his emotions but he looks away.

I open my mouth to talk but we are already standing by my door. I can't believe we were talking all through the walk and I lost myself.

I glare at the door in anger as I turn to face Finn with a smile. Ahh! I'm getting bipolar myself. He is rubbing off on me.

Finn's eyes glimmers in amusement. He was watching me or he is reading me mind.

He clears his throat disturbing my wild thoughts and takes my hand and brings it up to kiss it while he stares at me.

I find peace lost in his orbit before it's gone. He's such an odd fellow.

"I'll see you soon, my lady." He winks and stood my hand carefully. He quickly send me a bow, but what surprises me the most is when he moves forward to kiss my cheek.

I stand there dumbfounded and he slips away without my notice, leaving me a promise.

"I'll see you soon, cor meum."

I hardly remember how I got to my room and on my bed. It's like I was... charmed. Did he charm me? I scowl suddenly. He didn't charm me, did he? He better not.

My fingers find their way to my cheek, the same place where be kissed and a light tingle flows through me. I gasp, drawing my hand away quickly.

Incredible... Strange...

I shake my head then touch my cheek again but I feel nothing. Maybe it is my imagination or maybe it is a charm..

I jump up in an instant and rush to the bathroom. Perhaps water can destroy Finn's charm. I climb into the shower with my clothes on. I am not taking any chances.

The water pours over me in a rush and I find calm in it. It is washing away all the charms, of course, I won't have a connection to it if I didn't love nature.

When I'm done, I peel my soaked clothes off me and dump them into the bin. I'll think about throwing them away very soon.

Wrapping a towel on my body, I step out to the bathroom and into the closet. My wet hair slaps my skin and I grimace. Why did I forget to dry it?

I find my underwear and put on my clothes, letting the towel fall to my feet then I use it to dry out my hair.

My thoughts drift to Finn, his green eyes and killer smile. I can't help but wonder what type of charm he did on me, cause he did a number.

What? Wait... Why am I thinking like this.

He really busted my brain.

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Son pocas las antologías que he leído en lo que llevo de vida como lector, algunas han caído por completo en el olvido, estuvieron en mi solo como un medio de entretenimiento para una tarde o noche de lectura pero sin dejar huella. En cambio, otras, se me han quedado prendadas en la memoria con cada una de sus historias como Flor de Leyendas, Los cuentos del reino perdido o Fantasmas. ⠀ Hoy se les suma con todo honor, Metanoia: El Libro de la Pandemia. Porque para mí resulta casi imposible, que este conjunto de trece relatos cortos de distintos autores argentinos, sea leído y no deje huella. ⠀ Metanoia, retrata con distintos matices lo que hoy en dia estamos viviendo como especie: la incertidumbre ante lo frágil de "nuestro mundo". Pero lo hace de una forma placentera, en una edición muy bien cuidada, brindando historias de nuevas oportunidades, conspiraciones, futuros distópicos, romances y amistades en tiempos de crisis en las cuales cualquiera podría ver reflejada una parte de si mismo. ⠀ Estos breves relatos, cada uno de ellos con un toque personal, más que brindarnos un escape de la realidad tan cruda que nos bombardea en noticieros y redes, nos acerca a ella a través de reflexiones a las cuales no llegaríamos, quizás, de no hallarnos en esta delicada situación. De la misma forma nos deja mensajes de apoyo y una clara exhortación a acercarnos a nuestro lado más solidario. ⠀ De mencionar un favorito creo que tendría que poner la lista completa de los relatos, porque fue una lectura que disfrute mucho y que recomiendo por completo. ⠀ Estos autores han puesto su granito de arena para ayudar a hacer nuestra estadía en cuarentena mucho más llevadera y al menos en mi caso, lo han conseguido. ⠀ La humanidad no se está enfrentando a un enemigo llamado Coronavirus o Covid-19. No. La humanidad se está enfrentando así misma, y estos relatos no los dejan bien en claro. ⠀ Clasificación: 🌟🌟🌟🌟✨ ⠀ ¿Cuántos libros han leído en lo que va de confinamiento? ¿Han bajado un poco la lista de sus pendientes? ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ #Metanoia #Reseña #Librosenespañol #Pandemia #Covid19 #Coronavirus #UnidosSomosMas #StayAtHome #Goodreaders #Cover #Books #ReadingMood #JustBreath #Bookstagram (en En Mi Casa) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAeFb0MFRfg/?igshid=1rmqhh63he4nd

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Asteria: The Fey King's Mate - Chapter 4 Crazy Charm

I am tired of fighting.

It hurts me everytime,

maybe if I stop

it will stop.

I will be free...

***

After the meeting with the strange male with green eyes, I disappear into my room trying to calm myself to not have a panic attack.

When I was racing out of there, green eyes was chasing after me but I ignored him but I think I heard him say his name. Finn...

My thoughts about him makes me calm down and I clutch my chest as I fall backwards on my bed.

What a name? Come to think of it. What is he? A vampire, lycan, werewolf, witch or warlock? There are so many creature I don't know of, maybe he's one of them.

He better not be a vampire because he might have said, we will meet again. I don't want to see that.

The rest of the day I spend in the room, Minerva comes to visit me once and talks about her day. I see how she glows, how she's happy.

"I think we should really consider staying here permanently."

She stops her rant, her eyes growing wide. "What?"

I sigh out and move closer to her. "You are happy here and I love seeing you happy; your home is here."

Her eyes turns glassy. "I am happy here L, but you aren't. You clearly don't belong here but no matter how that hurts I'm staying with you."

"Miner-"

"No, you are my home, I stay with my home. That's final." She sends me a small smile. "And besides we still have to go looking for our parents.

My expression turns sour, "they are dead already." I turn away from her and tuck myself into the bed.

I feel her glare on my body, "no they aren't. We don't know that." She sighs. "You can't continue to hold this grudge, Lynn."

"Yes, I can." And I will. I don't approve of our 'quest' to find our parents when they left us in this pack to die, all alone. If not that the Alpha took us in we would have been dead. We needed our parents and they weren't there.

Eva needed them when she first shifted to her wolf, luckily the Alpha was there. I needed them when I was lonely, didn't understand myself...

I need them now.

"Lynn."

She sees my tears and comes to hug me close. I cry on her shoulder. I need them but where are they?

Gone. They are not coming back. Never.

The next day comes with a nightmare, I don't remember anything but it fills my heart with dread. It is that terrifying, I am somewhat thankful that I can't remember.

After breakfast, I will go to the garden; not to see Finn but to relax. Crying yesterday took a great toil on me.

Minerva didn't sleep in the room given to me, it left me lonely, only me and my thoughts. I was tempted to use the concoction that the which gave me but I didn't. I don't trust her.

I measure my steps, gazing at the empty hallway as I walk to the dinning room. The tables are arranged the same way as yesterday, in order and ruling.

My eyes graze over everyone in the room and I pause on Minerva, who is beckoning me. I shake my head and walk over to the seat I claim as mine, it is thankfully empty...

I hear her sigh. "Lynn." I'm sure everybody hears her butno one says a word.

The food in front of me is half of what I can eat but I can't seem to focus on anything other than the feeling of eyes on me.

Ignoring my shouting brain, I look up and search for my admirer. My eyes connects with green eyes, lively green eyes, green as nature itself.

I narrow my eyes and look back to my food. What is he doing here anyways? He is seated at the second chair afar from the Alpha. They are also a few people I have never seen before in this room.

I can't believe I forgot. I feel like mentally slapping myself. They are the visitors.

I proceed to digest my food and finally this information. I can still feel his gaze on me, so I avoid looking at him. They indulge themselves into little conversations. At a point I don't feel his eyes but I do again.

When I am done, I stand up without a care. In my peripheral vision I see him standing too, that's the last straw. I take off in a run.

I arrive at the garden breathing heavily with a smile stuck on my face. I don't usually smile and I hardly know why I am now.

"You run fast..."

I don't jump, I don't shout, I just tense, the smile slipping off from my face. I retort to glare at the ground. He found me. Come to think of it, this is not a very good place to hide. Why am I so predictable?

"But not fast enough."

I straighten up and act like he's not behind me. Walking forward, I settle on my side of the bench. It seems today and yesterday starts with me being with Finn.

The wood creaks as he sits beside me; he is very close, too close. I try to pressure myself out of his presence.

"So Lynn is really your name." States Finn. "I thought you lied to me."

I shrug. "I caught up to the part. The way you said my name was mockingly. It almost felt like it wasn't mine."

He leans his back on the bench. "I believe it is not. Maybe it is a nickname, the name the blackskinned she-wolf calls you." He guesses.

"She calls me L. The name that I know of is, Lynn. Perhaps I was named something else by my parents." Before they died.

He stares at me for a minute, his green eyes unfocused but still lively, so much like green leaves, so inhuman.

"What are you?" I blurt out. Sometimes my mouth shocks me.

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