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Thursday, September 21, 2006
Part 13
Thank you very much for your understanding. That is why I love my Otaku friends. You are all very open. I LOVE YOU GUYS.
We have come to part 13, which just makes me want to ask you some questions:
1. Do you think number 13 brings bad luck?
2. If you do, why do you think so?
3. If you don't, why do you think number 13 is generally thought to bring bad luck?
4. How do you connect it to Friday, a day that's usually normal, only when connected with the 13-th day of the month it is said to bring bad luck?
I would love to know what you think about this.
In the meantime, here is the thirteenth part:
Chapter I /Section 3/ (Part 13)
Jelil easily adjusted to the new surroundings full of busy people that accepted a newcomer easily. It was not unusual for some of the surviving Adems to join their group, not knowing where to go and not wanting to be a prisoner of Ilderins. He spent the rest of the day helping where the help was needed and he didn’t have the chance to see Bariz again. Still, he was pleased. He managed to come back to Adem and find survivors, just like he wanted, even if this was not the way he imagined it. Moreover, knowledge that at least one of his brothers is alive gave him comfort when he thought of others, who lost their lives. He wanted to speak to him to learn what has happened to the others; to learn news about the fate of his friends from Evening Light; but all that had to wait.
As soon as the sun went down, ready little group of rebels who tirelessly fought against the occupation of Ilderins, left their position and, with a quick march and in silence, set out southeast. There were all kinds of people, older and younger ones. There weren’t many women. They were probably somewhere safe, except for the ones that wanted to be included in actions. Bariz walked by Jelil’s side. He didn’t speak to him. He would only glance at him from time to time, as if he wanted to make sure once more that this young man beside him is really his brother. Jelil yearned to speak to him, but he understood the importance of moving in silence. Ilderins were everywhere. It was important to leave as little trace of their movement as possible. That’s why he followed the group in silence, absorbed in thoughts. He remembered Zibia. He felt sorrow for not being able to inform Adila that he’s alive and well. When he gets the chance, he will go to that continent again. She will surely still be there.
After about three hours of travel, in which they took vehicles here and there, using older roads that were not under the careful control of Ilderins, and carefully on foot avoided some control points of the enemy, the group stopped at the plateau over Night, the capital of Adem. A short password, given by the leader, and the way into the underground opened. In the cliffs over Night, made of solid rocks that disabled sending or receiving any signals, the rebels of Adem found a shelter for themselves. No. They have dug it. It was incredible. They were still working to make more space. The material was carefully removed and from the outside it was impossible for anyone to see if anything has changed on the cliff.
Bariz led Jelil toward one of the caves. They dug separate caves that served as habitats. The place was narrow, but spacious enough. It was connected to another small room, which served as a bedroom, and one little bathroom. The food was made and served collectively in a big cave.
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