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After Eve [Part #12: Long-nec: Plesiosaurus]

Part 12Long-neck
[Plesiosaurus] Stern-toes, he arrived home again, had told me a strange, very peculiar, if not the incredible story of a long neck [that is, for the sake of clarity] one of those creatures that live in most column of lakes and rivers of our habitat and eat mostly fish, but have been known to eat humans, and similar forms of life, and many other creatures they encounter along the way, or the line of travel. They have four fins, and in this case is one that has been seen in the garden, that was one that was close to 30 meters in length - which is a good size one. I saw those who were about 20 to 25 feet. I never enter the water because of them, they got sharp teeth, and a large head, seems to approximate the head of a snake with its long body, a neck, - a backbone to go with him as a human being : - How to mix a creature, - a, fish, snake and human characteristics. They swim in lakes and can overturn all that seems to float. In any case, you should know by now Stern-toes, if you can capture the image in his brain, he wants to see, watch again and again. He actually told me that the creature came right towards him, I mean really close to him, from the lake, slowly pounding like a monster [and one aspect of that is] Can I just see, was of course in the 'Garden Eva, 'he had seen the tracks we have not spoken, and now was carefully watching the lake, and yes, here comes a long neck, large eyes, fang-pending, labia water creature: and yes, kind of walk before him surprise, as if to be stroked or patted on the head. I asked Stern-toes, what he did, what were you thinking, and he said: "I hugged him on the head, because I wanted to get a good view of him." And we laughed until our stomachs hurt.On one hand, I asked: "Are you crazy" and "Why", I commented, and then added: ". I would run or hit him with a stone on the head" And we both laughed again and he said: "There is no need to hit on the head, just a pat." Unbelievable, and both rolled on the dirt floor laughing valley as if we could not stop, and when we did stop, we cried instead of laughing, because we were too tired to laugh anymore.I 'I saw the carcass of a dead time, on the banks of a lake, was not a river, now that I think about it, and had holes in it, a long neck holes in his body. Moss once said that he was eating fish such as piranhas and sought the same way. They claw, or bite your way through the stomach and out, and normally the muscular action of the long neck, the hole will heal, but I guess when you're in too many of you, the pig I just could not stop eating, and, therefore, ate too much, or perhaps too many, and got a few free, killing the creature, free in the sense of digging, biting or scratching their way out of the sides of his body. I would not go swimming in a lake bigger than my cave, the Cave Banana which is, I said this star toes, and we laughed again.The wolf beasts have left after a week, tired and hungry waiting for a lost cause, a banquet to be confident. When Stern-toes came home we were all so happy, elated to see his familiar face, - drew some pictures in the sand, one to be a huge and long marks on him, as if it were the light or rays. I could not express, like him, exactly what I meant, but I know one thing, it was, being, that Eve escorted out of the garden, I have said many times over the years to follow. And when I smile stars toes after telling his story, he knew I knew. As for the stories of many others he had to say, they came out one by one over time. And many times we were not able to describe what he was driving at, none of us could imagine what he was trying to relate, except of course the long neck, but he told me a story, and the family, and Little - Eyes. But no matter what else was he so often - when we were joking around with him - I do not believe, would stamp their feet like a bull, and rushed recklessly with his feet dragging through the sand, as if to say, 'forget' , and returned to its habitat. In fact, I believed everything he said, I just want to laugh a little 'so I said I did 0.19 On Top of the Mountain Caves
[Old age creeping] Stern-toes hours to climb the cliff to reach the top, has just made the last step, and is on the edge of the rocks, now is cleaning all the dirt from his body, from the long climb towards' high [I have a little 'in the container of water to wash with later - I mutter to myself], never did like heights much. I wish I could fly like the birds, but Stern-toes would not like. I'm really happy to see stars toes, we had not seen much of each other in our life time, when we as adults are. Life has a lot of questions about a person, and we forget that we do not live forever, and put off seeing each other as we got to do it forever - you know, we've got to hunt, to find refuge children, revitalize and, well, you know, everyone is so busy avoiding our neighbors as the people of the Fire, and manufacturers of stone, and Big-chest, there is no time to visit, and then add the images on that list for what Stern toes.I always happy to see my brother come back through the cave [back when we were young], and go back to sleep, in those distant days, those days long ago when we lived with the mother she is. He is old, as they are so old, looks in better shape, but, up the rocks and stuff to keep his strength up the wolves and wolf-boar today - they are even more dangerous than it was Stern -toes back then when it ran out and hid them in the garden, and they were bad then, again very bad, so you can imagine how bad, bad is if now.Now [hunters] those who hunt the animals, ie the builders of stone, and the People of the Fire, they are moved, there is no hesitation at all to kill the beasts, and no longer protects the Garden to anyone. These wild animals that now hunt for stone manufacturers have also gone in their stronghold in the winter when they are hungry to hunt them, eat them, especially when they sleep, yes, the animals will eat you as if you were dead, Tarring, ripping meat off while you try to scream and fight. They also go into their houses and steal their children, and eat them faster than a snake can swallow a Man.I I remember [when I look back now] the next morning after arriving home from the garden, Stern-toes feet told me this story about this happening again, and it was all we could do but laugh and laugh until they got sick to our stomachs. And Dad thought it was just bragging alongwith Stern-toes, did not believe anyone or anything. He shook his head and went back up into the tree, as always, scratching his head as if he had anything to say but I forgot it.and so in our lives, we can say, has got to go in the garden, and I got to see Eve get out, and both got to see what a great enlightened being. But I do not regret it, - ie, do not go in the garden. He is sitting next to me, grunted, nodded his head. You see my water, I put in a log cut off, as the People of the Fire used to do, and now they've got something called buckets, I think I'll end with the next. Perhaps the way of life that is not my way, but along the way, - the most I was going to say that the Alliance wants to prosper from that bucket, but you know, there's horde. You see what he does to old age: it makes you remember forget.Short of legs
His friend [Short legs]: The first time I saw my friend, Little-eyes [now, many years ago] when I saw Lucy, when they were not yet fully companion, one of a Another officer, but was in the stuff, I'm sure, at that time officially speaking -: was blinded [subject its charm - being in part a gift for the occasion]. What followed was, of course, was soft and hard - with a glazed topping - a story [which I have already narrated]. Yet, so far, what I remember him more for what was lost - his flamboyant silent, cold, the more she laughed and laughed our together.I call these new thoughts, which reflect the conventional wisdom wrong, ie , echo or not, about female friendships and how fascinating species can thrive if bitten by this: bedazzled-bug. When [having been: Little-eyes] introduced me to her, Lucy, the first time, we both knew that things would be different in the morning, and were [Short-legs on - King of the stone. manufacturers]: As I, Short-legged look over the valley, thinking of the first dictator of the world knew - because I saw - 's, that the builders of stone bowing - I know that this is a critical turning point in my world, that hours, or until now, we were all at or in a 'Dead End' to talk about. Yet I have no way of knowing what will happen to the new world order - but if the events of the past represent the future, then contemplates a future for me a little 'less attractive - a disastrous at best. Yet I'm sure the world will remain committed itself, until it replaces another and another and another. Somewhere along the line, we all end up back in the cold garden.The Northlands
[Land of the ice] 20Passing of an era
[On the Cliff] [Short-legs] E 'was only a matter of time for the passage of our age. The Horde has fallen to the level in extinction, have almost disappeared. Sad to say, but I have, what helped was that [before]: in part due to the destructive results in the form of the illness by the Stone-builders [who gave the people of Fire, as well as the Horde ]. It seemed only they, were immune Stone Builders, for us or the rest of the world had not had the progressive accumulation of immunity needed to protect our people. The People of Fire, previously untouched by any illness neighbors, were mown horrible death of their diseases; # in which often came to us through them.And stone builders had their communities grew up to become what they called the city I was not one of them, but I had heard of them. I had acquired a capacity to understand the sounds of Stone manufacturers, and gestures of the People of Fire, not as I liked them, but well enough, or should I say, good enough to infer that I have seen. Funny, because I could not receive this ability in my younger years, a mystery, like the breath of air, and leaving out some other type of inhalation? Perhaps this was as it should be, I did not know. I heard Big-chest was still alive and kicking, and headed toward what the ice sheets, to the north. I thought he would out live us all for some strange reason. He had big feet, and what deterministic mined to crush everything in its path, or anything in front of him, he should bother - and if he could. If anyone could, or what to expect qualified to survive in that climate, he would be I. His hair was much more than the people of our horde had, and so it would keep him warm. Good luck to him I said, good luck, good fortune, he would need, as my brother and I sat on the cliff, watching the beautiful horizon, - I do not even know he was beautiful, I felt he was, he blinked as if it were constantly taking pictures with them.And here, right now, a poem came to my mind, probably the first poem ever conceived: Anyway BeIllusions April or disappointments - Exceptions may be, The world of sunshine that once wasThat once seemed safe in the Valley of the Caves - What no longer be ... How long we live that dream in there [where the story was not born or seen] I wondered? - Now, overcome by the new breed, but it was the end of the prayer dream.Short my legs' [before making the short leg there is a God, the kingdom of life and death] Calm he [he being: Short - Legs] sits on its promontory overlooking the valley looking up at the sky, the aurora borealis run by a loud, dramatic red-green and black ink for deep and deeper blue. He sits calmly, as if playing music is a joyful melody with hints of yellow, which is reflected in the layers blurred brown cliffs. Freed from his face, cool colors, it looks cool night air, in the sky. He never learned to pray, or who, but seems nevertheless up, up toward the sky, as if there was a window open to some supernatural being. He is older, and his story told with fire and should have something - I do not know what - but something or someone more powerful than all creatures on earth looking down, out that window, down to At this point a lot - the very place where they are sitting. He feels that he can not even be an antagonist, if he chooses Sun, but a powerful and loving - if not confusing.At now - when the silence of the night - subdues a person, the observer of the night-sky, He looks down on her cloth - out the window, he says to go the night wind, answer every call. This is what he is thinking short legs, while peering deep into the sky like ink, on this surface the windswept cliffs of who is sitting, lying on his legs crossed: with soft lighting from the sky, so Watcher from the window I see it. "You know me by that name, short legs," he sings, to ensure the Watcher can recognize. Speak now the man in the window - The Watcher: "No more song and laugh, just the hum of the wild ones, the stone builders, and the People of Fire, as the bees are buzzing and the time to dream of better days are over . "We expect an answer, but nobody comes, but the moon is always brighter, has somehow escaped its orbit, it appears, and shines a little light on the dim short legs.Says his head gravely," I How Soon, the window for life no longer woo me, not like in the past, O haste on these dark rocks please come, come through the garden and see - soon, or will soon, for the love of death, because surely you 're the one that has the stars beneath your feet and the sky above the window, which can hurt you, no. see what the Garden has brought us, extinction, yeah, yeah Oh, what pleasant coolness of the valley in only once, and love will stay here, there is no word that can do But let me finish what I started to say, - .. the renegades from the Garden, Garden dragged out a lot of pain "[did not really short legs right from wrong before, can only love and kindness, and other things considered, pity they did not know before, even though he knows now, but he did not sin nor nature nor why it should be. And here, in this moment he could, apparently as happy as he could live, at this critical stage, because he had learned the cult pure and unconditional love for his creator captured, but could not explain.] Said short legs with a tone of worship: "I've never heard of pain, or when my friend was not successful, perhaps because it was not the failure was always love between us, laughed, however, both our breasts hurt inside So I say to him., who gave us so much knowledge in recent years, we must also give us peace and rest to face the new world order. We've never been really sad the Horde, because others have lie preferred to laugh, he just hopped to find peace again, but, of course, we never did, not here anyway. these others, Stone Manufacturers, and the People of Fire, in particular the Stone Builders, are very sad most of the time. do not know why, who control most of all, is not that what they want If so, is a sadness dear price.O up the dark sky of night, deep - that between the sky always blue, situation evening, my love is my wife more now? The enemies Daylight Night seduces me, I say: - The Watcher: my sleep does not give me rest, and I tell you this so you can help me because I will soon knocking on your window, I think that soon ..? we meet, I do not cry when I go for when spring arrives makes you cry cry winter or summer, when the spring must-O or NO, NO, dissolve, as I have - You know that, though, course you do not make me cry, but I walk hand in hand with you, I hope so.My eyes are tired, I -. I, I want to sleep, the voice of the wind has stopped, we believe of stopping it, so I could sleep - because now it is covering the moon again, you must have a cave where they keep all these things, like the clouds covering the moon, and large hands to stop the winds and .. You know, things that every search must keep all these things in this cave, simply store away for when you need it, and then you throw out your window, as needed. You are much smarter than all of the Stone-People And all put together 'fun, I think, do not know they have a window -.? can see them and I heard the thunder of charging men in the distance, beyond the valley, another war, or maybe just had a fight with a not yet won, this is what the echoes of the valley walls, I say they have heard their battle cry many times now - that bring melancholy sadness .. This happened when I was about to say something before, but I forgot, from the Garden, came out of the Garden, sounds - tinkling. this darkness, of what today is called armor all I have left alone, but that is the secret of life -. You Gentle Stranger in the sky blue? words that bring to the window, and the Garden, where I'm not sure what love once gone, melted away - I will be like, it happened when the winds blew them savages, and a shinning sword was planted in its people ground scared all the entrance gardens - Ah yes, oh yes, an unfortunate day.Love came to us you know, that is to say, when we knew we loved before, we've had, now we understand. what been called, as I suppose so, as happened with the People of the Garden We all know now -. past love "[With these last two words, short legs fell asleep.] [EXTRACT] 12Long the plesiosaur Cut] [ Stella fingers on his arrival home, I had a strange story, very strange, if not incredible on a long neck [that which, for reasons of clarity] one of those spine-Most living creatures in the lakes and rivers, our environment and eat mostly fish, but are known to eat humans, and similar forms of life, and many other creatures that get in your way, or a straight line. They have four fins, and in this case is one that has been seen in the garden, that was one that had to be 30 m in length in the vicinity, - this is a good size. The ones I saw were about 20 to 25 feet. I never enter the water because they have sharp teeth and a large head, which looks like a snake's head with his long body, neck, - a backbone to go with him as a person: - That a mixture of a creature - a snake, fish and human characteristics. They swim in lakes and can float everything seems reversed. In any case, you should know by now star-toe, if he can capture the image in his mind, he wants to see, watch again and again. He actually told me that the creature was just him, I mean right next to him, out of the lake, slowly beating like a monster [and also appears as one] can see, I just was in the course " Garden of Eve, "had followed in his footsteps as we mentioned, and was now looking carefully into the lake, and yes, here comes a long neck, her eyes wide open, catch-hung, big lips, water creature: and so feet, he kind of amazing to him that if he wanted to be petting, stroking, or upside down. I asked Stern toes, he did what he thought, and said: "I embraced in my head because I wanted to get a good look at him." And we laughed until our stomachs hurt.On one hand, I asked: "Are you crazy" and "Why", I commented, and added:. "I was running or beating him with a stone on the head" And we both laughed again and said. "No need to beat him on the head, one patent" Unbelievable, and both rolled on the floor laughing valley of dirt, as if we could not stop, and stop when we did, instead of calling out laughing, because we were too tired to laugh, to have anymore.I once they saw the carcass of a dead man on the shore of a lake, no, it was a river, now that I think about it, and had holes in it, has had a long neck holes in his body. Moss once said, was to eat fish, like piranhas and the like. They claw, or bite their way through the stomach and out, and usually the muscles of the neck long, able to heal the hole, but I suppose that if you have too much in you, the pig, I just could not make out, stop eating, and consequently have eaten too much, or perhaps too many, and some were released, killing the creature free to dig in the sense of biting or scratching its way out of the side walls of the body. I would not go swimming in a lake bigger than my cave, the cave is the banana, I said to the Star-toes, and laughed again, the wolf-animals leave after a week, tired and hungry, waiting for a lost cause, that being a feast of hope. Star-toes came home we were all so happy, elated to see his familiar face, - he drew a few pictures in the sand, a giant of a creature, and he made two long marks on him, as if it was light or radiation. I could not express, like him, exactly what I was saying, but I know one thing, is the very essence of being that Eva was escorted out of the garden, I have said many times in later years. And when I smiled at the stern of the toes, after telling his story, he knew I knew. Regarding the many stories he had to say, they came one after another over time. And often we could not imagine what he was getting at, none of us could guess what he was trying to say, unless, of course, long neck, but he told me a story, and the family, and small eyes . But what was always the others, often - as we joke with him - not to believe him, he was stamping his feet like a bull, and rushed with little feet dragging through the sand, as if to say: 'forgotten', and returned to its habitat. I actually believed everything I said I wanted to laugh a little 'more, so I said 0.19 on top of the mountain-climbing Caves [age creeping] Stern now toes the cliff to reach the top, he just did the last step and is on the edge of the cliff, now is cleaning all the dirt from his body, the climb [long from the top I have a little 'of water in the container for washing later - .. mumble] me the same, never did like heights so I wish I could fly like birds, but would never star toes are really happy to see stars toes, we had not seen much, not from each other in our lives when There are of legal age who were. Life has a lot of questions about a person, and we do not forget to live forever, and goes to see, as we would always have to do - you know, we are against the refuge hunting, raising children and, well, You know, everyone is so busy avoiding our neighbors, like the inhabitants of the Fire and Stone Builders and Big-chest, to visit at any time, and add images in this list for the star-toes.I was always happy to see my brother back through the cave to go [back when we were young], sleep and go back, way back in those distant days, the days have passed since we have lived with the mother 's. He has grown old, even though I am old, but looks more fit, lift up the rocks and stuff like that to her. strength to keep up with the wolves and wolf-boar-day - they are more dangerous than they were when stars still short of the toes and hid in the garden, and then they were bad, very bad time in so you can imagine how bad it is now.Now be bad if they [the fighters] those who hunt the animals, namely the stone builders, and residents of the fire, will be hunted, there is no hesitation from the animals at all, they also kill, and the garden does not protect anyone. These wild animals are now hunting for rock-builders, even in its stronghold in the winter when they are hungry to hunt for them to have to eat, especially when they sleep, yes, the animals come and eat as if you were dead, tars , ripping the flesh off while you scream and try to defend themselves. also go to their homes and steal their children and eat them faster than a snake can not swallow a Man.I remember [when I look back now] the next morning, after returning home from the garden, I told this story Star -toe once again on this event, and everything was what we do, but could laugh and laugh until we were sick to our stomachs. Dad and I just thought swagger along with the star of feet, not thinking that someone or something. He shook his head and went back up the tree, as always, he scratched his head as if he had to say something, but I forgot it.and so in our lives, we can say, has learned to walk in the garden, and I got to see Eve get out, and we both got to see the huge creature lit, but I do not regret it, - .. that is, in the garden, now sitting next to me, grunted, he nodded. my water, I was there in a section of how people are used by firefighters to do, and now they've got something called buckets, I think I'll end with the next. Perhaps the way of life. my way, but on the road - I mean, the Horde will prosper from this dish, but you know, there are no longer horde you see, what that age: it makes you forget.Short sichSein-legged friend remembers [short- legs] when I saw my friend was just eyes [now, many years ago], but when I saw Lucy, if they have not at all, another official partner, was in the stuff, I'm sure, in then officially called -. he was blinded by [their subdued charm - though sometimes, a gift for the occasion] What followed, of course, was soft and hard - with a glass surface - a story [which I have already said] But so far, what I remember him more for what was lost -., its bright silent-frozen, more laughs, laughs our together.I call these new thoughts: the conventional wisdom that reflects little, ie, they echo coarse seductive female species can thrive, such as friendships, if not diabolically-bug bites when [be: Little-eyes]. introduced me to her first Lucia, the first time, we both knew what would be different in the morning, and were [short legs -. The King of rock developers] How do I look, the short legs of the valley, think of the first dictator known in the world - because I've seen - those that can bend to the stone-builder - I know this is a critical turning point in my the world now, or away, we all talk ', were: in or on a "blind alley. But I have no way of knowing what will happen to the new world order - but if the events of the past, present, future, then it seems a the future a little 'less attractive - a fatal better. But I'm sure the world keeps busy replacing another and another and another. Somewhere along the line, we all end up back on the cold country north garden.The [land of the ice] 20Passing age [On The Cliff] [Short-legs] was only a matter of time for the passage of our era. The Horde has risen to a level of extinction were almost disappeared. Sad to say, but I, who has contributed, it was [before] in part to the destructive results in the form of disease caused by the stone-builders [which gave the people of the fire, and ' Horde]. only they seemed, Stone Builders were immune, as we are, or the rest of the world has been the gradual development of immunity necessary to protect our people. Even the companions of the Fire, previously untouched by any disease were close,

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