impatient Look at the clock. The five and a half. I had to leave home, but as punishment for the shock of this morning My grandmother told me that if he go out with the friend that I had cast had to come with me Alicia. And even though my grandmother had since he had finished the meal more than a dormouse asleep on the couch, I removed Alicia eye on. He was anxious to make no move to wake my grandmother and pegárseme like a leech.
- Where you going? - I wonder as I rose from the couch.
-A-room .- I will answer quickly and can not come .- .- I added before he could say anything.
I walked in the door looking at the clock again and snorted loudly, I needed to leave there soon and take me to Alicia was not an option. I jumped on the bed and beaten while I racked my brain wondering how he would get there I saw the corner of the protruding blue folder under the mattress. I sat down quickly and pulled out the folder, if there was a way out of the house without anyone knowing it was written there. I started turning pages without really knowing what I was looking to my attention that a power of the butterfly. I quickly read what he said and ruled out the option. Although it was valid to leave the house to attach two wings of a butterfly on my back and fly just get into a situation like "look there in the sky is it a plane? No. Is it a bird? No. It's an idiot who is about to kill " and gave me just that much respect and if something went wrong and I fell. Ufffff, stop, stop.
continued from leaves and looking for a better idea when I thought Butterfly power would be the only option for home leave another name appeared before my eyes. The power of transformation. I'm not interested in reading for not knowing that it was, the name made it quite clearly, but what really interested me was knowing how to use it.
The Power of Transformation:
The
magic want master this power must leave your mind blank. Completely disconnect from the outside world and see the being you want to transform. Let your body and get into the one in your mind.
-Perfect .- .- I was much more relaxed before reading this.
I opened the window of the room and closed the door latch. Alicia did not want to see it was gone, much less having to rack your head once transformed to open the window. My only way of contact with freedom.
Try to relax and put on paper and could not help thinking there had to be escorted to Esther to his yoga classes. When I was a bit quieter go to see a little sparrow, which does not attract attention at all in the sky of a people. As I focused more on the sparrow most visible were the little details, marks the peak, the fluffiness of the feathers ... And the most visible were the details I felt lighter. So light that it could merge with the wind, but strong-minded enough to elect me as the destination.
And before I knew it was no more than 20 inches and had a couple spots filled brown wings on his back. I took a little hop and a little boost I raised in the air. At first I stayed
standing in the middle of the room flapping. I had no idea if he knew to control it if I decided to first make a short flight to the window. I pose on the ledge and instinctively look down with awe. The distance of two floors seemed huge, but I got sick, not even hesitate a moment before jumping and take flight again. After all where we have seen a bird have vertigo. An animal that is made to live in the sky at high altitudes.
The sky, that was exactly what I was plowing at that time to get Jane's house. The world looks so different from up there, the clouds do not seem to cotton and people are so insignificant. The only truly great is the nature that surrounds it all. And the sea. I had always been passionate, had seen something amazing to what must be respected. But when you measure 20 inches or everything is so different. You feel in harmony with the world and certainly see things from another perspective.
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