Romanian Marius Cilibia

No story has no end, as of course it does not have any. The rest is the soul of each of us ... I closed the covers unburden the things I know and I wrote the dream begins ... From now on that anything was bad does not happen again. Come other stories, other people will say sufferings and hopes. And I write them and those who know and those who want to know ...

Marius Cilibia

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Mihaela Feleanu, rowing coach, arrived at the hotel, took his key at reception making it look not Mind full of nuances of meaning in the eyes of the sleeping cloths receptionists and get in the elevator that went to the floor where he was housed with girls in the batch. Enter the impersonal room, the bed covered with clothes they had brought the travel bag, to lie. Undress and enter the bathroom. Gave way to the shower and covered almost running hot, rubbing it with hatred, with soap all over. Water streaming down his face blending with the flow of tears. After her husband died, four years ago, was for the second time and this happens ... Everything starts to drink, the passion fell after Daniel had died of leukemia ... "At least this time I met a nice and clean ... "... All of the drink is aspriseră and facial features, showing much older than he was. Over two days it met 43 years. "What gifts do I im!" ... Does not make any illusion that it will ever come to Edy. "Ultimately, what I need? Finish training camp a month and then return to Bucharest ... damn, I do not think he knows my name! No phone number I asked for. "... That one hurt the most. "Probably not even aminteşete if we had sex or not ... However, I think was the best night that I lived in the past decade." Get out of the shower, well wiped with a towel and threw on the bed. I love to sleep naked, sitting on your stomach, head turned to one side. "Is it really needed to leave home and said the only way to get rid of me? Perhaps the latter is correct ... ". Tormented by doubt, sleep and not wake up only three hours later, when the alarm phone call reminding them that had come down for training. Because it was late or could not drink coffee, had to descend the Danube, and this thing with coffee drinking was one of her passions ... Put a razor in his mouth chewing gum, to disappear and brackish taste , he sat cheerful smile on his face, although a headache, and left the room, down to the lobby, where a waiting girls. I was going to attach one of them, although I would have wanted, after years, when finished junior or promoted to higher group or were lost. Now, however, had a passion for Olga Nyermayer, a blonde from Sibiu, with dark eyes and tanned skin bright sun and fresh air of Lake Snagov, where they had the training. Olga was a great sporting perspective, winning a few competitions for seniors and is providing a bright future. "It has to go and she'll call me a few years, the holidays, then he would forget me, as usually happens. That's life, every-one lives alone. After all do not know what the hell makes me all attach to one girl in this ... probably because I never had children and I wanted always to be mother ... If I had that motorcycle accident now 20 years "... He was the only time you get pregnant, then ... Daniel was caught traveling athletics national team (he was the spear thrower), with her rowing, so ... The girls were already in the lobby, dressed in tracksuits that depersonalized especially since most were very short and clipped, băiţeşte. Only Olga wore his hair long, tied in a tail rich horse. They left together, down to the dirty river south of town. The sun had already begun to heat them up ...

The blanket of color of coffee with milk sat crumpled some bills one five lei, lei ten rare one, with a handful of yellow coins, fifty of money. Edy Viişoreanu frown on little pile of money and thought that if bills were not plastic, and would have torn pockets, so carelessly shoved them there. The night before, after charge money for leather upholstery machine that sold the year before and a CD player, the last thing they had for sale, had gone to eat at a cheap terrace, but rather driven by a lot of students and several dozen slacker like autumn leaves, attracted there by low prices and good music. Now his eyes looked troubled by the little pile of money cheap alcohol and found that it only passed two hundred denarii, although last night he received the nine hundred ten days of silence guaranteed. Money began to tremble when the woman next to him is turned face up. No light reveals features as lamp shade was oriented mobile Teflon to enter the room. "I came, so the victim ..." thought Edy. "Is her name, looks like!" ... Curiously, his eyes focus on women and the remaining face hardened: "I think it's oldest mother! Not drink! "... Do not know what time so I go directly to court, urine flowers on a bush and sat down at the table in plastic, where they leave at night, cigarettes and lighter, so as not smoking in the closet small sleeping. "How this one out of the house? That I need to see and what wrecks my sleep. Just do not get my point, hell, any disease! Remembrance that you have to pay it and "... It had been cold, although it was only the beginning of August, it meant that dawn is approaching and here in the town near the Danube, mornings began to be cold this time of year ...

Edy drawn avidly his cigar, as he did and the contest with glasses of spritz, this time motivated by cold and slipping thin bones. In the cool of morning began to hear more clearly târşurile scavengers and murmurs that men and women of the handle and pushing garbage on two wheels. I knew by sight all came home ... In many mornings when these people began their work and, reflexively, began to salute him ... Now hear the Cornish, a Gypsy tiny face twisted in a horrible scar, which it closed right eye, humming with passion:

Are slick and valuable
I run a Merţan Bengos ...

Thin smile and think how much distance was between antlers and scrape carelessly handled sedan that's aimed infant manelei lyrics hummed. He thought it was time to awaken guests, to call a taxi and send them to work. Cement steps down to his basement closet and slowly move the shoulder. She cautiously opened his eyes and looked around confused. Sheet slowly gave away, have beautiful body, swayed much meat as copper skin, facial features even if one looked over the border the last 45 years, age when Edy believed that a woman can afford to collect customer by bars.

- Where are we? asked the soft ...
- At home. I must prepare to leave, so it's good to go and you ... I live with my parents, I can not leave here ... you call a taxi ...
- No need. If it's morning, I got it. Traian Hotel is on?
- No, a hundred meters. Seen in the yard. Aolo stay?
- Yes, they are coming with lot of rowing, you thought? I coach a junior and went to a bar that was recommended to me ... There we met that think they are?
- I admit, I never thought about it, see you after lunch, a coffee ...
- Yes, well ...

She quickly pulled his blue jeans and shirt on it, with precise gestures, sporty, out in the yard and gave his face with water to tap hidden between two bushes, hydrangeas, kisses him gently on the cheek and start with easy steps, but firm, to carry. Then he knew that no one asked her name, but he made no gesture to stop and ask ... He turned to the bed, sat bedside pile of money, gave way to TV, lamp off and lies ...

And those in the tombs bestowing life ...

Motto: And those in the tombs bestowing life ...

I know from the beginning, he was born to triumph. When he was younger, it seemed, envious of him, God sent forth into the world too late, the weather great achievements, the great conquests, had already ... why wont they had to stand for hours in bed and to imagine how it was to live six to seven hundred years ago, to Christianize the people we pass, to walk to remote places, to get famous general, then, with an army of mercenaries recruited from exotic countries, to build their own empire ... Sometimes the dream Admiral inspired and courageous enough to command a fleet of corsairs daring to put terror in the Caribbean port authorities ... not ever dreamed, but never in cold regions, snow. He liked the sun and, often, in cold winter days, his dreams gave way and warming, without fire or warm clothes, even when those around him chattering teeth. Read enormous thirst to know everything before anyone else, and his memory kept caged beast, store all that read as if it were a bottomless pit, the poor man ... It proved, always too rushed and that not finished school, having the patience to go through long for things he knew. He believed that diplomas and other papers will come later, have a boundless trust in fate and was convinced that his destiny is great, brilliant people worthy to be remembered long after he no longer was.
He wanted not to love other people but loved, felt a strange warmth when talking to them and sorry that is loaded with all their pains, all sorrows, trying to help, to alleviate their sufferings, and people knew how, always, that is willing to do anything for them. Life, almost effortlessly, it was left to command over his colleagues, although some were much older, more experienced, or more skilled than he. Knew to be liked, not cajole someone to be authoritative without raising his voice and the only sign of his anger was reduced to a pronounced narrowing of the eyes, as if it would be blinded too much light ... The next he could have believed that he closed his eyes completely, but felt the intensity of his gaze as a knife blade. He liked money, not to gather them, but how many can buy them, one could bring joy not only him but also others. He liked fine beverages, cigarettes and aroma of good coffee, very much loved beautiful women, but especially loved power and knew that the time comes when you fight for it. He talked too much, his words deliberately indifferent tone, but powerful, they enthralled others, although often carried away leave, excited by their own words. Captors, and now he stood alone in a cell, more curious about what will happen to him, than scared. Metal bed, fixed in cement floor, resembled those of the army and for single homes, but had no mattress, no blanket, no pillow. About cearşeafuri, not to mention ... light enter through a narrow window, two meters above the floor, covered with a dense mesh, coarse, no glass. There Sentry see soles boots every two to three minutes, which meant that its patrol area was quite small. He knew his life would change completely, but he was afraid, he sought eagerly, and with confidence, auspicious signs of his fate even this miserable story. There had to do with security, with virtually no militia or prosecution, but he knew more about these institutions. Not put hope nor lawyers nor judges impartiality. He knew that there is one force in the State Communist Party and its armed arm was security! Lived with the impression that somewhere, in some hidden corner, that it could not dibuiască (do not even make any effort for it!) Follow him curious looks, to see how they behave, if scared enough to questions could be taken. Did not know how right was ...