The uninvited stranger whom invaded Lily’s brain has now began to roam from chamber to chamber in search for its nesting spot. The ghastly hue settles in the parlor of the Pons , knowing quite well its ghostly luminosity is protected by a forest of arteries , veins and nerves , a place practicly inoperable and untouchable. The syndrome, now ready to unleash its repetiteur of sinister symptoms on its host, bunkers down deep , hidden like a phantom in the night within the forest of the pons. It was the year of our Lord, two thousand fifty and the month of October when, among the rich leaves that covered the forest of Sperneza’s floor Nasser received an urgent message from a fellow warrior Knight who appered with urgency upon horseback cutting the dim mist with a trembling fervor. Sir Nasser announced the Knight jumping from his still moving horse .
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