About Pablo Camp
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- Just a simple man who has an idea and decided to write about it
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- Cuernavaca, Mexico
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- Reading and Writing
Once we find that which we would die to protect, we become truly invincible
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Pablo Camp on 5-6-12 at 1:47 AM
They went out and headed towards the Throne Room. The Seraf’s eyes clearly showed confusion. Myths and legends? She thought, I’m no longer a kid to be fooled by those nonsensical stories.
“You haven’t answered me yet” said the Emperor as they arrived.
“No uncle, I don’t. Have you forgotten it was you who told me that they’re nothing more than tales to help entertain and keep the people under control?”
The Emperor smiled. “That’s why I like you so much.
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Pablo Camp on 4-16-12 at 6:22 PM
The Emperor walked towards the bed. He could not believe his eyes but imagined why his son was in that state, a certain result of their previous encounter. What had happened to the Empress, on the other hand, was a complete mystery to Lord Ilorsil.
“Dad,” said Myrelle as she ran towards her father. As soon as she reached him, the Princess of Light hugged her father and began weeping. “Mother… and…. and Sef… they’re… I tried…” but she was unable to continue speaking; all that crying
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Pablo Camp on 4-15-12 at 10:46 PM
Silence reigned in the Council Chamber. Everyone was unable to utter a single word due to the Emperor’s last statement. They only exchanged worried glances, hoping that someone would soon break the ice that had suddenly invaded the Imperial Palace. The Emperor noticed this, his eyes moving from one side of the room to the other. He loved to see the expressions on their faces, and delighted himself with all the speculations that were quietly being made.
“I shall now proceed to fully
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Pablo Camp on 4-14-12 at 10:41 PM
The Empress finally arrived at the Orenöbale. Her concern for her son’s safety intensified as she flew over the green and rocky landscape. The trip had seemed eternal, even though it hadn’t taken her long. Fear was pressuring Ysará. She knew deep inside her husband didn’t have the heart to kill the Prince nor to leave him entirely unprotected from the savage beasts that roamed these mountains. Her fear had a different reason of being. She could feel it. There was something
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Pablo Camp on 4-12-12 at 1:31 AM
Seraf-Magister Mecrenval Solboron had finally woken from his sleep. It had been a long journey all the way from the Nebar Province. On his way from Brapsas, Nebar’s capital, the Seraf had more than enough time to analyse the Emperor’s unusual summoning. He had called the Imperial High Council, integrated by the Five Cerubć̈n and the Four Serafć̈n as well as the Élyon Saint and the sovereigns, to gather at the Palace immediately. These off-the-schedule meetings were pretty uncommon, since
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