The Writer
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"I want to be the shield that will protect you from the pain, I love smiling every day, I want you to see that I am real and that my heart just wants a chance to prove that we are destined to be only one"
Trisha Barrek Hopkins.
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After starting several stories dedicated to a genre of fiction, I'm going to write a history of realist, with fictional characters inspired by actual people set in the times of the Second Spanish Republic. "Love and Rockets" is the title, "The Writer" the protagonist and "The Narrator" who writes the story with a nod to the chronology of the time gets fully into the story.
Love and Rockets. Chapter I.
That morning of June 1936 was filled with joy and jubilation, the warm rays of the Sun all things bouncing accentuated the color of Sunday, but if I felt a little happier to usual while following my parents in those dusty paths of the garden to the city, it was because that day could see in person to the most popular writer among the workers of βthe hijuelaβ in the city of Murcia.
In those days still not had marketed the radio and who wanted to know had to resort to reading, Republican Governments had concerned the literacy of all people, but in 1936 a very high percentage of disadvantaged classes were in all its fullness completely illiterate, for all those people emerged nationwide primary school teachers and the figure of the reader and the writer.
When a vast majority of readers engaged in attacking the Government, to read the Bible and recounting the life and death of the Saints, theΒ writer read Dickens, Moreno de la Tejera,Β to BΓ©cquer, PΓo Baroja and made translations of all the romantic Anglo-Saxons, the writer sang, told jokes and read the press, meditating... and without flinching after digesting a headline warned of the dangers of the future. The writer made a somber capacity two weeks before the uprising military a warning across the city in the Coming of the Rags, but transmitted by word of mouth by the four gates of the city intertwined with its streets and portals.
-Neighbors and co-workers of the world of work, looming catastrophe without equal, European nazis have been associated with the American slave traders to turn to justice, rights and freedom, it is known that the Second Spanish Republic has taught teeth monster and that it is not willing to sell to the executioners intended to slaughter to a portion of the human race and the world impose an absolute regime dominated by fear, crime and terror.
-In Germany are proclaiming laws - unnatural, abhorrent laws that threaten the rights and against common sense. They are committing heinous crimes in complete impunity, in the 20th century are committing terrible attacks against humanity, crimes so heinous that it ashamed to belong to the same species who perpetrates them. Europe has yielded to the invader, France has delivered as a whore to the tyrannical invader seeking to impose a breed unique in Europe in his insanity.
-But the Second Spanish Republic will defend with nails and teeth each gotten plots in pursuit of civil rights, social justice and freedom of all Spaniards, nazis know you and have placed their lackeys in positions of power, the enemy long ago that it crossed the boundaries of this city and will not be easy to throw it out confrontation looming is a cause lost by necessity, the monster has grown and is already large enough to crush us all.
The writer impacted by the effort declined and the audience applauded, voices launching live freedom, songs if you can and as a climax, Love, rockets, and the International.
Love and rockets at the city,
Grudge, hang and heroism,
Shrapnel, death and loneliness,
Pain, dark and belly,
Parsley, vinegar, and atrocity,
Love and rockets and freedom,
Candor, luck and foolishness.
Horror and blood in the city.
Lucas Lazar. Telling Stories.
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Amor, cohetes y libertad,
Metralla, muerte, y soledad,
Dolor, vientre y oscuridad,
Candor, suerte y necedad.
Amor y cohetes en la ciudad,
Cicuta, vinagre, y atrocidad,
Rencor, cuelgue y heroicidad,
Horror y sangre en la ciudad.
Lucas Lazar. Contando Historias.
βTear drops keep wetting my cheeks .Sadness does drench my thoughts. Lifekeeps letting me down. Happiness does never show up. Sun never shines on my backβ
William Wallace.
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INCREDIBLE Lucas Lazar!!.........feel like I've just taken a history lesson of the world growing through reading, writing, war.............as you promised.........you delivered "Love and Rockets!!.........you have out done yourself brother...........your knowledge is impressive...........and your ability to deliver a narrative powerful...........I love this..........and I thank you for using Love and Rockets in such a magnificent way.........much love to you brother............well done...............T xo
A simple sentence in the mouth of a genius always generates creativity, love and rockets, apart from explaining the causes and motives of the pages more black in our history, is a completely real human story. A greeting.
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Thank you, Kitty Cat always falls at the most opportune moment, glad that the story has been liked. Greetings, MIIIIIAAAAUUUUUU!!!!!
Wow, this had inner beauty written all over it, I really agree with your first few lines and the read itself was compelling really, intriguing, I learned some things that I didn't previously know your last quoted lines are beautiful as well, I like the Tony Taylor reference, be well my friend, I'll be watching
"Curioa, "Curioa"
Hi Curious, terrible things happened during the twentieth century that still unknown causes and reasons, the Writer is a story inspired by real events and although are some fictional characters, as in the case of the Narrator, almost all the characters actually existed.
I have a question in the title, not it is best, if "The Reader" βThe Writerβ or "The Woman who Reads" greetings.