▪ Vandal ° Between the pure and Prostitute °
PART 1
"We do not make history, but history makes us -- it is an endless and endless treasure -- and who reads his facts never enters despair into his heart."
A place covered in green is the symbol of struggle and unification, dense trees and a clear lake as the heart of the sleeping child on the stomach next to it, daunting to read the book in his hands, a bright green colour grass. His letters seem to be written in the bone of someone close to his writer, not a feather!
It's ink is not like any ink. It's blood!
Dark wounded blood, a different colour between each page and paragraph, as if to symbolize the period in which a person wrote those lines.
He would read every letter carefully and lovingly as if to hear the words in the voice of the person who had written the letters of the book, and he would lay down his imagination to every moment and everywhere, every tear and every laugh drawn on the faces of the Vandal people.
His eyes shed a hot tear after he finished the first act. It symbolized courage and struggle, one chapter was a lesson for the child.
The child wiped away some drops of tears that formed in his pans and ran with all his strength towards Frida's trial friend.
When he arrived, Belle showed up behind the door of the house with her long blonde hair lying on her back, an angel face completely peaceful as the meaning of her name, she ran towards him after slowly closing the door and said in a childlike voice:
- Manuel Dad here I can't play with you
The kid in a wheel could barely catch his turbulent breath between running and saw her: I came for a reason. I want to share with you the family treasure. I found it in the morning.
She appeared to enquire and said after a sneak peeks at the book in his hands: Treasure! I didn't understand what it meant.
The kid took a look around and approached her whispering in a low voice: I found him in my grandmother's big box, I thought it was a memo but it's a memo!
She left some strands in her eyes and wondered sarcastically, "Why are you talking like that and like you did a crime!"
Blush and rise standing: no, but it's a special matter between us. I don't want anyone to know about this.
She opened her hands and said, "Granada like that, Manuel. Don't hide the secrets here.
Manuel: Don't try to be too smart and come hear what I found in it.
She took the book out of his hands and walked next to him: I have to know everything about it before you get back to your city.
He moved his head in agreement and keeps talking about the book.
On a high wall overlooking Granada's charming homes, Manuel picked up the book from Frida's hand and closed it.
Manuel: Wait! I'll tell you what on it to shorten the time.
He continued: "This book speaks about tribes called the vandals, as I understood that my family is from their descendants.
to be continued