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My body will not be a tomb for other creatures.
Leonardo Da Vinchi
You can't go back and change the beginning but you can start where you are and change the ending.
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Toxic people will not be changed by the alchemy of your kindness. Yes, be kind, but move on swiftly and let life be their educator.
Brendon Burchard
The beginnig
Chapter one.
“Hector where are you?! Hector!” I’m yelling and yelling while running in the forest. The trees are tall and very close to each other, but I know this forest well enough I don’t need to worry of getting lost.
“Hector! This is not funny, come back!” he although knows it better having grown up in it. I am searching for him for a long time, I don’t know why. I know only that I have to find him. Pine needles and twigs are being crushed beneath my boots. For every minute passing and not finding him I can feel my agony magnifying. Out of the sudden my feet stop all by themselves. Where am I? I don’t recognize that place. I am alone. Where is Hector? He told me he would never leave me alone ever again. The landscape changed around without any warning. I am not in my forest any more. I am inside a dark and cold stony cave, big enough to allow me stand upright without even touching the ceiling. It is huge. I can feel the need to go deeper inside of it. I can hear a rhythmic sound, much like breathing but it is very deep to be human. It must be from an animal. A very big one I don’t know of. I am really afraid, my hands are freezing and drip cold sweat. I open my mouth and scream for Hector one more time, but there is no sound coming out. What is happening to me? I can’t understand. I must get out of here but can’t move my legs. They seem to have frozen there. I can hear a loud crawl coming from the depths of the cave, just like something big moved. It is too dark for me to see where the sound came from or what made it and I don’t want to move from where am at, even if something tells me to do so. After trying many times I finally find my voice.
“Is somebody there?” I sound scared, much like a child, even if I didn’t mean to.
“You are not ready yet… But I can wait for a little while… Not very much though… It has been too long… Rest Fire’s child and be afraid no more…everything is going to be ok, you have me now, and I am never letting you go…Don’t be afraid of me any more…” that voice… I have known it since forever. I can’t doubt it, even if I feel that it is dangerous to do so.
“Who are you?” I try to sound brave. At least my voice isn’t trembling this time.
“No, Fire’s child, you are not ready yet. But you are going to learn soon… Until then, sleep sweet and I will hold your nightmares away” I can’t resist the voice, so I fall into deep sleep.
 I was thrown out of my bed. My breathing came out rough, like it does when I’m running. I slowly let myself fall back on the mattress and try to get calm. What was all that? Maybe just another dream… Even if it felt pretty real to me. My eyelids began to weight and I fell asleep into a dreamless sleep. Just like the voice had promised.
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