~ The Adventurer Chronicle 21 ~
"... and with gentle shrug he started searching the book shelf on his front.
- There has to be something here. This is the biggest library I've ever seen. If there is nothing here I have no idea where to search.
-Well, all I can see here is how to create magical equipment but none stronger than any equipment we can buy on a store, at this rate we'll look over the whole library and find nothing. This is just a waste of time. - she said with an annoyed tone in her voice.
- I hope there others are having more luck than us.
After some book were tossed aside, they were getting tired of all the unfruitful search. Many hours had passed on this room, and they only managed to learn how to deep fry a dragon, which is almost useless because to deep fry a dragon you have to kill one, and there is a problem as big as finding a book with useful information on a town with no books. After some time a yell crossed the library shelves barely reaching a listener.
- I'm hungry. - she yelled from the left wing of the library - Lets get something to eat!
- What? - he replied from the right wing with little attention to the unintelligible sound.
- Lets g...
- Hey, - he said interrupting - come here!
"Guess he ain't hearing me, better if I go there" - she thought as she walked over there.
On the way she took her whip firmly in her hands and looked at it. She had that whip for a long time, but felt no attachment to it. But she had no hope in getting a really powerful one, "who would create a legendary whip anyway", was the thought trailing her head. She realized how big the library when she found him, only five minutes after she started searching.
- Lets eat, I'm hungry. - she said grappling her waist.
- Wait. - he looked at her with a smile on his face and extended his arms showing a book to her - I think I found something.
- Jiita's Whip. - she grabbed the book and began to read the entry -
During the first age of Dragons, many kingdoms on Osfei went to war. After some bloodshed, Felia, queen of Herago a small kingdom involved in the war, called upon the help of Jiita, the greatest forger and merchant of her kingdom, and asked him to forge something to bind the souls of all the kings at war.
- Jiita thought for sometime - she continued - on how he could do such a thing. he recalled some of his research and had an idea. He called upon a very huge favor to get a big supply of aleimn, the soul crystal. With the crystals, and some other special ingredients, he forger a long chain, that could bend space, and with some elaborate plans from Felia he managed to bind the souls of all kings, including Felia. The chain held a connection between them and if any of them got killed so would all of them. The connection would only be broken with natural death, and since none of the kings could manage to break the chain, they stopped war before one of them died. Time passed and after all the other kings died of age only Felia was left alive, and so the chain belonged to her. She searched for Jiita to give him back the chain, but when she found him he said he was too old to have any use for the chain, but he asked her to do him a favor. He had to pay back a huge old dept, he had to give an old friend a very powerful very exotic weapon. Felia knew what to do, she called upon the greatest forgers on the land and asked them to create a whip out of the chain. So they did, and created one most wonderful whip, named after Jiita the great forger. The whip never had all its powers tested but was know to have extreme defensive power, and great link with one's soul. After it creation, Felia took it to Pageron, and paid back Jiita's dept. And after that the whip was never seen or commented again.
- Wait - she said in amazement - Pageron is..."
~ End of Part 21 ~

 One Day
One day a year.
The day where people tend to be nicer to you.
The day that will go in my memory with many deceptions, but what I'll take this day with me are the marks of a great day.
The launch of the next generations console.
The victory of the national soccer championship by my team.
The great lunch I had.
And most importantly, 25 years of songs from the game industry played by an Symphonic Orchestra with great expertise. The Video Games Live concert was magnific, and I hope they come again next year.
Well, another day has gone, with it one more year, but... what has come during this time?
All blessings to every person who is good.

One Year More
Well, today one of my oldest friends is getting older, yes one year more, and another birthday. Since she is going to a wedding I won't be able to see her, and due to lack of time we probably won't be able to see each other until mid december. Well, it is a little sad, but I guess we have no other choice.
But, well, even knowing she will never see this site I have no better option than do this here.
Happy birthday Joyce, I hope everything keeps working for you like it has up until now. I wish that you challenges are less stressing and make you grow even stronger. I admire the way you keep up the energy to go around, always smiling and always helping other people, specially making them feel better all the time. You're a very special person, too bad we can't be together more often, but at least it seems your life is taking through a very happy road, I hope you keep on it. But if you ever need any help or support you know you can call me.
Forever your friend, always praying for your happiness,
Thomas.

Well like only fate could have it, tomorrow is MY birthday, some people may recall this from the event last year on the same day. Well tomorrow many things were supposed to happen, many good things, reason for me to believe I was going to die... but thats just a little joke of mine. This year's november 19th is the day the new generation console of Nintendo is released, the Nintendo Wii, I'm expecting to get mine around december 10. Also on november 19th, there was going to be the Eletronic Game Show, event where they show and display the interesting news of the entertainment industry, unfortunately for some reason unknown to me it was canceled. And almost most important, on this day, here in São Paulo, there will be a presentation of the world tour of Video Games Live, where a Symphonic Orchestra plays some great songs from the video game industry, I've been wainting for this event for many months, I already have my ticket, and I'll be hoping to hear some of my favorite songs.
Well lots of good things for tomorrow, but this somehow got me scared, as today many things went differently from what I expected. But I guess changes in plans do not scare me, but something struck me this weekend, I've been living without support, company, compassion, understanding, or put it simply, without any friendship I am trully proud. Except for one person, I have drifted so distant from everyone that was dear to me. Yeah, days near my birthday usually get me in this mood. I don't know, so many things to make me happy in the future, but I don't see anyone near me to share this happiness, is this right? I feel kind of empty, maybe I'm just tired.
Well I guess I'll go take a long bath in the tub and try to relax.
Happy birthday Joyce, and the same to everyone having a birthday today ^^'

The Morning After
Dawn, the sun still behind the moutains, the sky still fighting between dark and light. The path along the road was still dark, but there was enough light to see the path clearly.
"Now this is a waste of a good shade!" - he thought.
He squezed his eyes to protect from the sun light, the sun made his usually black eyes shine with the golden reflection. He was now preparing to get on his way.
He yawned there, and started to stretch. Right arm down and a little to the back, left arm bent aup in the air. The sun now lowering over the road reflected on the left wing standing up in the air, the right wing was lower, so no light hit it.
He looked back at the road ahead, he saw in the distance a wolf attacking a sheep, it reminded him of te day before. He stepped forward, but anger took over, he hit a nearby tree with the side of his hand.
Some leaves fell around him, bouncing over his head, arm and wings.
"This is so unfair." - he thought - "I tried the best I could, but no good comes out of it, everything in my life still goes wrong. The near future has so many promisses, but somethings in the past still keep my mood down."
He started to walk again, but this time he used his wings to shield his face from the rising sun.
Wind blew strong, and his hair waved with it. Soon he'll arrive at the next city. It's going to be a long walk in the sun now, but the journey will seem much longer with hope and disapointment clashing inside him.
"This is so unfair." - he thought again.
And with his thoughts pouring he walked the curved road, leading to his next destiny, hoping for good things, and carrying a sad look.

Amigos ~ Vinicius de Moraes ~

Tenho amigos que não sabem o quanto são meus amigos. Não percebem o amor que lhes devoto e a absoluta necessidade que tenho deles.
A amizade é um sentimento mais nobre do que o amor, eis que permite que o objeto dela se divida em outros afetos, enquanto o amor tem intrínseco o ciúme, que não admite a rivalidade.
E eu poderia suportar, embora não sem dor, que tivessem morrido todos os meus amores, mas enlouqueceria se morressem todos os meus amigos! Até mesmo aqueles que não percebem o quanto são meus amigos e o quanto minha vida depende de suas existências...
A alguns deles não procuro, basta-me saber que eles existem. Esta mera condição me encoraja a seguir em frente pela vida.
Mas, porque não os procuro com assiduidade, não posso lhes dizer o quanto gosto deles. Eles não iriam acreditar. Muitos deles estão lendo esta crônica e não sabem que estão incluídos na sagrada relação de meus amigos.
Mas é delicioso que eu saiba e sinta que os adoro, embora não declare e não os procure. E às vezes, quando os procuro, noto que eles não tem noção de como me são necessários, de como são indispensáveis ao meu equilíbrio vital, porque eles fazem parte do mundo que eu, tremulamente, construí e se tornaram alicerces do meu encanto pela vida.
Se um deles morrer, eu ficarei torto para um lado. Se todos eles morrerem, eu desabo!
Por isso é que, sem que eles saibam, eu rezo pela vida deles. E me envergonho, porque essa minha prece é, em síntese, dirigida ao meu bem estar. Ela é, talvez, fruto do meu egoísmo.
Por vezes, mergulho em pensamentos sobre alguns deles. Quando viajo e fico diante de lugares maravilhosos, cai-me alguma lágrima por não estarem junto de mim, compartilhando daquele prazer...
Se alguma coisa me consome e me envelhece é que a roda furiosa da vida não me permite ter sempre ao meu lado, morando comigo, andando comigo, falando comigo, vivendo comigo, todos os meus amigos, e, principalmente os que só desconfiam ou talvez nunca vão saber que são meus amigos!
A gente não faz amigos, reconhece-os.

Esse texto, de um grande escritor, representa tudo, ou pelo menos muito daquilo que se pode ser representado. Cada linha contém mais sobre o tópico do que realmente está escrito, mas cabe a experiência dee cada um, saber oque mais pode ser lido.
Resolvi postar esse texto aqui depois que uma amiga postou ele no fotolog dela.

Odeio amizade, que sentimento mais infeliz. Em toda sua grandeza, está fadada a ser sempre substituída por coisas "mais importantes". Os seres humanos só são capazes de dar valor para amizade uma vez que a tenham perdido.
Mas eu viveria mil vezes sem amor doque sem amizade.

Here is the traslation of that text, because I believe it is worth to be read.

Friendship ~ Vinícius de Moraes ~
I have friends who don't know how much my friends they are. They don't realize the love I give to them and the absolut need I have in them.
Friendship is a more noble sentiment than love, for it allows me to spread it over other affections, while love has a natural jealousy within it that does not admit rivalry.
I could support, although with pain, that all my loves had died, but I would go mad if all my friends died! Even the ones who don't realize how much they are my friends and how much my life depends on their existences...
Some of them I don't go after, it is enough to know they exist. This simple condition encourages me to move forward with my life.
But, because I don't go after them assiduously, I can't tell them how much I like them. They wouldn't believe. Many of them are reading this chronicle and have no idea they are included in the sacred list of my friends.
But it is lovely that I know and feel that I adore them, even though I don't say it or go after them. And sometimes, when I search for them, I notice they have no idea how they are necessary to me, how they are essential to my vital balance, because they are a part of the world I, trembling, built and they've become the foundation of life's charm.
If one of them dies, I'll be tilted to one side. If they all die I'll break down!
That is why, even without them knowing, I pray for their lives. And I feel ashamed, because this prayer is, to synthesize, directed towards my own well being. It is, maybe, product of my selfishness.
Sometimes, I dive in thoughts about some of them. When I travel and stand before wonderful places, I shed a tear because they are not with me, sharing that pleasure...
If there is something that consumes me and makes me grow old is the furious wheel of life that does not allow me to have always by my side, living with me, walking with me, talking with me, spending time with me, all my friends, and, specially those who are only suspicious or maybe will never know they are my friends!
We don't make friends, we just recognize them.