A distant star love. Today’s eighth day of the province magazine By the cat in the lighthouse July, 2025

The eighth day of the province magazine

The count woke up early, while many voices and music wore abroad and began the small white Guardian in his resounding morning.
The lady was still asleep, as she recovered the consuming energy, so our number spent a long time enjoying the presence of the young star, admiring his stillness, carrying her with tenderness in his arms, immersed in her love without limits, and renewed his heart.

In her sleep, the sweet star was a moan, and as always, she received all care and energy from her loving companion.
Maybe she had spent a lot.
Hours passed from care, gentle touches and massage, until the woman managed to rise.
While she went to collect the power of the sun, carry the noble warrior next to her, the Count devoted himself to preparing the table.
In the background, the little white guard continued, after waking up without underestimating, a loud symphony, looking for something to destroy or flip it.

A busy day of study and work goes on in the future.

When lunch at lunch, the residents were generously feed, with food preparation in the province, most of them from rice and brown vegetables, to be pleased with their stomach, to give them strength without weighing them.
Between the bites, they even managed to complete the movie The Little Witch and Novitia.
Then the star sank in a brief rest and renewed, while the count saw her, listening to the master’s words.
When TEATIME arrived, the activities became more vibrant, with samba, dance music and people indulged in admiration for dance rehearsals, or a cup of steam, or a spambon on their family.
The star put himself in the same, for everyone’s pleasure.

But only for a short time; Its orbits that day were somewhat surprising, chaotic, and electrical.
So he disappeared, to search for things, to meet friends, to indulge himself in the hair.

The usual calm fell in the province, which is permeated by washing utensils and pans, cats, and the warrior.
He wrote a little count, because he helped him calm the waves that sometimes abandon the surface.

To make every day proud and happy, this was the task.
Sometimes it is very easy, sometimes less.
Then he devoted himself to practice, magic, master’s words, and writing.
Some desires have been fulfilled, while others will replace them.
In changing carosel forever.
In search of constants, listening to the inner voice.
It is somewhat similar to Diogenes, research, and trying to turn on light to lighting where there was needed.

Sometimes, the number wanted to do a bit of worry and light, to nurture his well -being, but it was as if that became really difficult, as if doing this made him feel insufficient, as if all he could do was work, whether at home or external.
Sins? maybe.
It was as if everything lost his flavor.
In fact, he found himself eating more than service more than fun.
From time to time he thinks, “Do I try to play a little?” But in the end he hinders it, without knowing the reason.
Read something? Watch a movie?
There was a movie that started and stopped three or four times; Maybe he will try it again …

… which turned to be just a path.

Meanwhile, the evening was falling in the shadow, but the sky was not dark yet, and it is a sign that the summer was now in a swing.
I wondered if the star had found her golden robe for the next day dances?

Maybe it’s time for an evening exercise. Or to review the words of the master.

Tonight was slowly falling, still rich in sounds, music and songs outside the key singing on the street to the distant moon.
After he trained his body and took the advice of his master, he waited for dinner, perhaps with his beloved star.
In his heart, he was happy because she calmed the tide; He did not want more than her happiness and that the world could see her wonderful, which he knows and loves well.
So the count was preparing to indulge itself in the inner sea, hoping to wake up in the light.

The count was happy because the star was dancing and hearing.
He loved nothing more.
With the exception, you may be able to watch her and dancing with her, revolve around her in her light, and raised his heart to the music of his love and voice.

The star finally returned, bearing gifts of different types.
The most precious truth and confidence.
Full of love, hearts went to sleep, embraced, united and strong.
Young guardians, quiet, next to them.