# Called

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The guide stopped to pause and let his eyes wander about the group. 'The Devil has created the earth,' he continued, ' we see examples of this every day.' Every animal and every man is the dungeon of the soul,' A farmer cleared his throat, 'I do not understand that, my guide,' he said, 'I hear every word but I do not understand ...
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09/02/2016 18:35
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'Yes,' San said, 'I follow you in that train of thought, 'and he took a sip of wine and let it just rinse his mouth before swallowing it away. 'I really thought,' said Eef, ' that we had taken in a new form of the plague with that Ebola. 'It came from Africa,' she filled in and the paramedics should have cured or treated it ther...
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01/05/2016 21:56
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'Welcome good friends,' Marius said, 'we all thought that you had forgotten about us.' 'We were stopped by a bunch of idiots with spears,' replied Gillianos 'and Kratos found it necessary to call our town by the Greek name.' 'That will never change,' I smiled, 'we know what the city is called. 'It does not matter,' thought Mariu...
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11/03/2016 06:37
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The meal was nearing its end and the boy came walking out with new glasses. 'Retsina,' said Gillianos, 'which was imported from Attica, no two ways about it. 'The white wine was resinous in taste and you liked it or simply didn't,' thought Kratos. He had been raised on it. Already in the time of Virgil, the great poet, Retsina w...
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13/02/2016 19:28
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The day had started well, it was warming up and it felt comfortably pleasant. San sat under his favorite olive tree. It promised to be a good day. He had chosen the place well, it was one of those places around his farm where the sun first touched the earth when it came peering over the mountains. He was, if he wanted to, back a...
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25/04/2016 06:09
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'Can you make heads or tails from it,' San asked his daughter when he came out again? Eve looked at him from across the old book. 'I try my best,' she aswered, 'I can read it, but it seems like a secret language to me, the verse is nice but I do not really know what the poem is about.'. 'That's the beauty of poetry,' was her fat...
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05/05/2016 18:18
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That place was no good for several reasons. I had felt that something was alive in there, maybe in that space or a similar space like it. Something that had reached out for me, searching for me and I was glad to have been outside again. The feeling only disappeared several steps away from the opening. 'It was perhaps wise to bri...
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26/01/2016 19:28
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It was morning, early in the morning and San thought of his fields, his beautiful vineyards, full of promise. The fledgling green dewy miniature bunches of grapes that were forming and he smiled to himself. This was the day he had postponed and over which he had thought a lot and deliberated. He decided to settle the matter and ...
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25/01/2016 19:15
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'Really,' asked Eef? I nodded. 'There's more,' I said, 'and it is starting to affect my life.' I briefly considered how I would explain it. 'There is a place here, very close to us, that functions as a transmitter and receiver for me.' 'Where the contact with the collective is almost touchable. That's not a shred that appears in...
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31/01/2016 14:49
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An attendant came running to them, followed by a groomsman. 'Take care of the horses,' ordered Boismont. The boy grabbed the reins and he dismounted. 'Lord, the Duke awaits you in great pain.' Boismont nodded, 'Where he has got pain,' he asked, as he walked along with the servant. 'Everywhere,' answered the man, 'from what I've ...
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03/02/2016 18:45
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A second heavy wooden gate lead to a stoa, a colonnaded gallery enclosing a square plaza . Boismont followed the abbot and pointed at the doors that opened on to the Stoa. There were sometimes a sun and a moon sometimes only one moon carved out on them. 'Monk's cells,'Benedict murmured, ' for the night, protected by the goddess....
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04/04/2016 08:00
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'Balavignus a Jewish doctor, was murdered by order of the church. He had studied with me in Cordoba and was a Levite,' Boismont continued. 'He had found a way to bring the blue death, also known as the Black Death as it is now called more often, to a halt. The problem of the blue death was obviously great, much greater than firs...
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