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I was in a dim room. I could see a person in a straight back chair. The oerson was slumped forward slightly so that hair hung over his/her face. He/she wore aa gown like one woyld have on in a hospital. It wasn't white but looked old, yellowed. I was standing several feet away and viewing this persin in a profike view from their left side. I felt I wasn't alone and could sense someone was standing with me. I asked "who is that?" but never received an answer. I asked twice more with more urgency. I never received an answer. Then I saw someoneor something dancing around the person in the chair. It turned to look directly at me as it danced around. It was wearing a long white dress, aapron ir something around its waist and had wild red hair. Its smike was enirmous and red. I suddenly thought of a witch and they seemed to sink lower as if into a lighted hole in the floor. I felt the one standing with my say I should pray and I heard words that didn't seem to come from ne but around me say, "peace, healing, love, hope,... I don't remember all the wirds that were praye. I awoke.

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Having suspected a spy following Krsto, our two lovers arrived and left the public park separately. Zsusanna was there to see Krsto more than the play. It was a very humorous play. One of the actors, Romero, plays a man with a bushy beard and stood there holding his hand in triumph as people laughed. Zsusanna realized she knew so few people in that area. She had only Krsto’s circle of friends: a man in in very stylish suede boots, a woman whose voice narrated the story; a woman whose only voice was the melodic tunes of her lyre, and a bewitching siren, Krsto’s cousin. Bewitched by her lover behind stage, she also did not know that she, indeed, was being watched, or that he had caught a glimpse of someone stirring on the sides. Igor wore common clothing to blend with the townspeople, with a hat tilted to a side, and a patch to cover an eye. He hadn’t shaven in over a week to play the part as well. Jealous of Zsusanna’s presence in Edour’s life had become a hinderance for Istven’s aspiring role in the Protestant Reform, and in the next generation’s attempt to rebuild a country free of foreign rule. More so, he was wary of this woman who appeared from an outer circle, who was as equally educated, if not, more so than himself. What was an extraordinary woman doing being wed to a man who had no interest in women? More so, why did Jankovic agree to this farce? “Ugggggg,” as twisted pain seeped through his blood, and the sound of breaking bones, Igor could feel the point of a dagger piercing into the hairs of his neck. “I suggest you take your traitor self back to the Hungarian shit that spawned you. Get off this peninsula, and never show your face again.” “I am free to…” “You are not free to do anything.” and the crunch of a twisted wrist sent him off as two burly men in dark capes took him into a carriage, riding away, as Zsusanna felt desire dripping beneath her skirts. Istven had the scent of Ocean air about him; clean and light. He sat eating nuts and apricots as lightening lit the sky and the rumble of thunder approached. In his presence I am a ship battling a storm, wandering aimlessly. Sex is not okay with Istven. He has confusion around relationships. “What happened to you,” Zhusanna asked as she spotted Igor curdled in a chair by the window, unable to hold a book or turn its pages with bandaged hand and fingers on both sides. It was all he could do but spit at her. Marija found the encouragement to break the silence. “He no doubt wondered where he shouldn’t.” “I trust my cousin played the searing siren to perfection?” “The Adriatic would be, indeed, pleased!” “As your grandfather, as well.” Igor mentions to Zsusanna who looked bewildered at him. “Any sea-faring pirate of Senj would defend such a treasure!” Zsusanna mocked back, “But you wouldn’t know of such lust, Igor.” A bit of tension was building in the room. Zsusanna was not oblivious of Marija’s eye for Istven. She would just happen to appear outside his door in Reijeka or at the piazza, always appropriately placed five feet behind brother Antun or conniving Igor. Antun had studied law at university with Igor and Istven, together, in Austria. Marija was a woman, devious and determined, to get what she wanted. What she wanted was entitlement and Istven was the source for this wanna-a-be. Her dear husband Zoran, an unlucky man once the vows of marriage bound them, sweet, giving, and oblivious to the Upper Hungarian dragons, claiming loss to the Frankopan fortunes when ….was slain with my uncle and grandfather. One of thousands of noble widows dispersed without claims depending on beguiling ways of sanctity. 1693 carriage scene 2 hrs 1693 krsto and who he is 1693 Zsuzana AND ISTVEN BEGIN AFFAIR 1693 MARI POISONS HUSBAND ZORON SAVROVIC, AGE 31, 1693 TRUTH REVEALED KRSTO

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It started out with me at a party, and then skipped ahead to me getting into a car with some strangers. We kinda became friends and went to a haunted house together. Then I remembered that I needed to get home to my little brother. So I left and walked home to where my little brother was (which I do not have a little brother in real life). Our dad was out so I had to babysit. He kept going out into our back yard where there was this creepy old shed. In the shed there was a mower and other yard tools there were a few sharp objects hanging around. Well my brother and I, for some reason, were trying to get something out of the shed. When my brother went in I heard screaming and ran outside to see what was wrong. There was a white face in the window with wild red hair. It was a demon. I ran into the shed and fought to get my brother out. I was climbing to the top of the shed to get something from off the shelf when I heard a noise.. There was an old tux hanging up in the shed and all the sudden my brother was wearing it. He started walking out of the shed all weird like. So I ran after him. I knew he was possessed. So when I got to him I spun him around grabbed him by his elbows and commanded that the demon leave him in the name of Jesus Christ. My brother then went limp in my arms. After a few seconds he woke up and was fine. For some reason I left my shirt in the shed and felt that I needed to get it. When I walked back to the shed to get it I heard my brother scream "NO! HE"S STILL THERE!" I looked threw the window and there was that demon. I started walking into the door and looked around to see if he was still there but he wasnt. I then turned around and took my brother to my room told him to pack because we were leaving and staying somewhere else that night.

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