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Welcome to my crazy world!
Brownie is a normal girl, or so she thinks. She likes to chat with her
sisters about random things, she likes fashion and she is member of the
fashion club at school. But one day, as her little brother gets really
sick because of a curse placed on him, she meets this really strange guy
who cures him absorbing the baby's sickness within himself. As he is
about to fall from his new acquired fever, Brownie sees Yue's soul and
immediately falls in love with him. But Yue is not a human, Yue is a
demon.
Brownie and Yue will built their love story until....
Plot:
Until Yue's soul is stolen. There is nothing left of their love. The
purple light dancing in Yue's grey eyes is gone. Forever? Not quite.
Brownie is desperate to find it back. And to get a soul stolen by
demons, she needs to go deep into dark magic! But Brownie is not a
witch, she is just looking for a spell powerful enough to bring her love
back. When an amateur starts playing with strong magic without
preparation and without caring for the consequences, things turn
wrong...
The house was quiet with
everybody asleep or out hunting. She got up quietly. She had better
get ready with the make up and weird smell, before the others woke
up. She didn’t want to let them know that she was about to do
something so foolish and dangerous.
“Don’t you come here
alone,” Yue had said.
It was too late to think
it over. Sometimes you needed to do things you were not supposed to
do. She knew from the day she fell in love with him that this
relationship was dangerous in itself.
Today, I have for you a review of the Pullip Chicca. She is from 2005 and was made by Jun Planning. She is a very colorful doll with a street style and comes with a lot of pieces to her outfit as well as a cute bear back.
Her quote: With My Love Sweets, Go to My Love Amusement Park …Feel like so.
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Summary of the previous episodes:
Viorel has been tortured by his
supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely
enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of
who he is. Following the advises of his supposed father, he left
Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a
previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The
little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole
and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but
nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi)
taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my
holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would
like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still
managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady
before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of
persuasion were failing him. The priest wanted to crack a
deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got
some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were
he stays a bit to learn German.
Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg
instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit
scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a
horse expert. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people,
he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to
enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a
feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape.
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything.
Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued
by a stranger who turned out to be Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist he was
looking for. Nicolas does some strange experiment without Viorel's
agreement. Some people are looking for Nicolas's secrets.
On the other side of Europe, Sorina awakes and Viorel's past in haunting
him. Viorel discovered that he can change into a wolf but that's not
the easiest thing to handle.
Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week.
Even when they had turned against him he was still one of them She had seen them taking him outside. She knew that he couldn’t stay in the sun in his human form, he had explained her one day. The sunlight had something in it which went into the vampire’s body, it didn’t start burning the skin directly, it attacked the body inside burning deeply and it was the most painful, it was making the vampire blind, deaf, tremble unable to keep standing on his own, disorientating him. Then his muscles would melt, the water in the body would start to leak and then boil and evaporate when it was done, the vampire body would finally burn and change into ashes. That wouldn’t take too long, it could be one hour on a cloudy day to few minutes at noon in the summer. The thought of the picture had made her shiver. She didn’t like the vampires and what they were doing to the villagers but they still looked humans especially Viorel and she didn’t want that to happen to him. But still, they had taken him out for execution. Even thought before changing her they had said that they were keeping her because she was their prey to get him back. She knew time was different for vampires, she counted it on her meal before giving up but she wondered what was still taking him so long.
She smelled the air, like the animal she was. She had taken strange habits now, she used to fight against them to stay on the floor crying and rolled on herself, unable to move but it was too hard to resist the urge her new senses were pressing on her. She used to sing to herself to fall asleep, to talk to herself, but she had also given up, she didn’t recognized the sound of her voice, it was too dry and her throat was sore with dehydration, she felt that she was becoming scary and crazy with only the echo to answer her, like the old woman in the village always repeating the same stories to themselves, no matter if someone listen to them or not. She was feeling so lonely but she forced herself not to be. She had tried to keep a rat as a pet but it was beyond hope, the rat would fight to get away from her and even if she managed to keep it prisoner for a while her uncontrollable thirst would strike and she would have no choice but to bite it and empty it from its blood. She had cry a lot because of her solitude and because she had killed her only friend without being able to control herself. She had try to control herself too, to let the other rats coming soon after live, as to punish herself from the death of her pet but there was nothing to be done. She was obsessed by blood, it was all she could think of, when some light of lucidity would come to her mind after drinking, she would think about the sun and about Viorel and about either getting out of here or kill herself. She had been digging between the castles hard rocks with her fingers until she bleed then with the rats bones but there was nothing to be done, the hadn’t even moved a stone yet. She didn’t know in which direction was the outside, she might have been digging toward another cell, and once out, she didn’t even know where to go or where to hide.
"What is you could
find a way to stop fainting completely," Amy said.
"I don't want to,"
I answered.
"But why is it so
important," she asked.
"Because it defines
who I am," I said.
I had never really
thought about it that way before but that was true. Blacking out was
who I am. My mother had tried to make me feel that being sick and
disabled was who I am and that I needed to get ride of it or stop my
life for it. But somehow it was the opposite. Yes, I was different
and from an external point of view I couldn't possibly be happy with
that sort of dangerous difference that had me fail to be present for
part of my life which could be important. But from my internal point
of view, it was empowering. It was like living hundreds of lifes, it
was like seeing things nobody else could see, having all those
stories, all those experiences. And I didn't feel like I missed much.
Everything I was missing here was easily caught up. Today I had
missed a few minutes of reading which I'm going to read later anyway
and I had missed cooking with Amy. In exchanged I had pissed of
Tucker by locking him up and I had figured out a lot of things about
the sabotage of my spaceship and about Antares and Michelle's father.
Most of the time I had to say that it was definitely a winning
exchange.
"I don't think a
disability should define who you are, you can be so much more than
that," Amy was saying. "You can be everything you want to
be. You were the one who showed me that, that I didn't need to be
what other people planned from me that I can go look for my own
dinosaurs."
