Remember me
The only thing capable of crossing the thin veil between life and death is the love we feel for those who left; and those who stayed. Miguel learned this on the last day of the dead of an adventure both fantastic and cruel due to the real intentions that transpired from someone he spent his life admiring. But now, months later, it was time for Miguel to have his first big loss. And what for some is a sad loss, for Miguel was the certainty of a reunion.
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Dear Diary, Daddy's gone on a trip. He left with his guitar. The one I love so much, that reminds me of the very important Dia de Los Muertos. And with his friend Ernesto. He didn't tell me when he got back, but he gave me a big hug before he left.
It was Miguel's first Día de Los Muertos, after his death.
A love like that, which crossed the barriers between the living and the dead, simply couldn't be forgotten.
It was his first Dia de Los Muertos with his family since he left. In addition to being enraptured by the music, drinks, food and joy of his family, Héctor couldn't help but remember what he had gone through until then. And remember things that happened when he was still alive, including his history with Amelia and Inês.
And so, every day when the sun goes down and night falls, here comes the Watchtower with his implacable, cold posture, dressed all in black with his flowing robe and his face hidden behind a silver mask, always with his crossbow in hand and a stake to deliver the coup de grace, ready to hunt down every dark being that crosses its path. And above all, She can never fail. However, fate has other plans for that figure full of mystery, putting her face to face with Damon Salvatore, the man with an almost angelic face and, at the same time, imposing and malicious, but who managed to through her intense blue eyes, cause a whirlwind of indescribable sensations and emotions: — I can die here. But my soul will never belong to you. - Damon said obstinately, facing that enigmatic figure. “My soul is already taken. And I'm here for her. I'm here for my proud little witch. And my heart and soul will always belong to her. Suddenly, the Sentinel begins to penetrate every layer of Damon's soul, cruelly revealing his deepest secrets... Not imagining that among so many encounters and mismatches, the Sentinel would end up confronting his own past. Ps CONTINUED from "Inside an Empty Heart."
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