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Today is April 23.I woke up early, he still slept peacefully. I woke up and I walked into the dining room. I heard a strange noise coming from the kitchen. I’ve approached with stealth and I could see a shadow moving. I carefully opened the door and I’ve seen it a huge dragon that devoured everything was to your step with their jaws. Didn’t know what to do, suddenly I had perceived, turned and has released a breath of fire that has singed me eyebrows, has been close.
For a start, I’ve got opened one of the drawers in the kitchen and take the biggest knife we have. Little thing for a dragon, but tapered at the end, after all. Dragon me looked indifferent, and has returned to spit fire. He has approached the bedroom and has approached dangerously their jaws the sleeping body of my beloved, I have looked menacing. I have closed the eyes and with all the strength that I have got to meet, I have nailed again and again the knife in your neck until the dragon, dejected has plummeted precipitously. At that time your body has disappeared, as if by magic, leaving only a puddle of blood where before there was violence and death. With so much hustle and bustle, he has aroused, oblivious to the danger that we just live, and just in time to witness how, magical way, flowed a splendid rose from the floor of the room, right where the blood of the dragon had fallen.
You seem scared, honey, with protective gesture, short the most beautiful rose plant and with great finesse offers it me, I smile still trembling. I take in my hands, and the drawer of the bedside table flower bag a book with a beautiful dedication, I offer the boy in gratitude for this beautiful gesture. In red letters in the Gothic style, could read on the cover: San Jordi and the dragon, the history that you never had. Today we wanted to make a nod to the traditional and beautiful history of the patron of Catalonia and assert our right to be heroines, even if only for a time. Enjoy day and I hope tomorrow. Do you find more articles of this series do not forget to visit us at photo: Edurne Iza text: Onintza Otamendi? Iza can download this photo freely. The only restriction is your sale or lucrative use of the same. Do not forget that whole work belongs to its author, get a good use of it.
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