Nostalgy of an Angel, letters to the guardian
The Lovely Bones-Letters to a guardian angel
She grabbed a poker in his trembling hands, and it has improved wood debris still smoldering in the fireplace. The shower of sparks shot up. Madeline shivered. The room was very cold. She slipped into the fireplace bellows to stoke the flame. She began to rub her hands freeze. Her breath was shaky and uneven.
-Sammy? - Whispered toward the smoldering wood.
She heard a noise behind him. She jumped to her feet and began to look around nervously.
-Maddy? - Heard a faint whisper.
The girl turned around. The flames began to form in the so longed for its shape. In her eyes, the fire took on the shape of the human figure. The figure was bent, his arms crossed on his chest was made. She was on her knees. Madeline shyly held out her hand in front of him. Flames moved slowly after her fingers, without burning it. The figure raised his head tilted far. Wile hair gently nipped along the cheekbones and jaw line. The boy was pronounced facial features. At
Jack and Will pirates of the caraiben fan ficWill walked Avenue Port Royal, on the way passing people the joy of beautiful weather, and the merchants at their stands. He was smiling at passers-by greeting him and answered them with a nod. Apparently behaving normally, but inside he was still jittery. A cheeky devil's spawn, rascal, rogue, pirate regrettable threatened Elizabeth!
When she stood in front of his eyes, his face brightened like a sky after the storm. A step came through the open door of the forge of Mr. Brown. Will was a journeyman Brown, a blacksmith. Mr. Brown himself, as usual, drunk, fell asleep on a pile of boxes. Mr. Brown terrified donkey traced him walk on the road, setting in motion the mechanism of the nozzle at the chimney. Roared loudly at the same time.
- "Dumb animal" - Will thought, and came up and caring gesture, stroked his head. In fact, he liked good old ass. He looked at the forge. He came into the habit of placing the order there even pedantic. Brown still asleep with a bottle in his hand. Will lo