I wake up in the sunlight that filters through the threadbare curtains.
this morning and everything more beautiful, the paint cracked walls, the damp stains on the ceiling boards distressed wood floors.
The water in the basin is cold. Just as well, the use of all that magic has reduced me like one of those evenings in pubs in Scotland. I get dressed with clean cloths, found folded and resting on the chair.
came down the stairs, I realize that there is deep silence in the house.
Well, as usual, the cousins \u200b\u200bwill stand still sleeping.
"Good morning sir Enrico Maria Onofrio R. Ombrafiorita sit down in her tea room is ready. " I know that Aristide
years and I still have not figured out how to make us find the breakfasts, lunches, dinners and all that we need to ask you, all ready at the right time. By
room and sit on the sofa dusty. My attention is drawn to the noise coming from the garden.
But look at all my cousins, are all giving a great deal to do. With those who shovel with magic, to make it here for us poor idiots who were hunting. A great wrath strikes me to remember when I unleash my power on those poor. It 'was like seeing a tsunami of fire. At first just a little 'smoke, then as wave that moves up and move forward faster and faster, the wall of fire sweeping everyone and everything all in reducing fertilizer, for future seasons. But the worst was the end of the second all those who have had 2 seconds more of life. And their last thought was "But this spell can only be the fruit of the most powerful magician of the 'universe' in a while 'I believe to be the most powerful magician in the world (but maybe I am).
For the first time since I got fired, I really feel on holiday. I do not want to see them today, I want some 'escape.
I finish eating, I head to the kitchen and moving the refrigerator. "Aristide close the door when I leave I'll see you later. Oh yes I forgot to relatives who are still sleeping. Hello.
"Okay sir Enrico Maria Onofrio R. Ombrafiorita I will do as she wants. Good day.. "
The tunnel line straight to the Verano cemetery. The family tomb is how we left it last time. It's raining. My usual luck, I will not wait to go back where raindrops fall.
notice a thing I had not noticed that before, the names written on the ovens are not the family.
Hildebrand Onofri, Isidoro Alessi, Edmund Purccu. The dates of death range from 1719 to the latest 1920.
But who will? However, certainly have had to do with our family.
The chapel, not very clean, even decades, no one seems to be the clean up.
Outside the rain continued to fall do to pass the time? Idea now go out and go to make up something to clean, at least I do spend some 'time.
Soon remedy everything I need, a broom and a rag.
After a couple of hours of work and have filled two buckets of leaves and flowers that earth touches turns to dust, the mausoleum is almost decent.
The rain begins to wane.
Another five minutes and I can get out without getting wet and so ... ... ... "Thanks." A ghost appeared from behind the altar.
At first I was a bit ' surprised and even stupid. "What?" I said. "Have been given a clean" "Ah .. nothing, "I replied," What are you doing here? "I asked as I turned around a cigarette.
"I am Isidoro Alessi and are one of the three guardians of this entry." He said in a proud tone.
"And the other two? And who were to be buried here? "I asked. Things were doing funny anecdote about some other family. "The other two went to check the area. I'm alive when I was serving as the family butler Ombrafiorita. When they are dead because of my devotion to family, they made me guardian to enter this secret house. Come
here sir Enrico Maria Onofrio R. Ombrafiorita of all that dusting powder that has on clothes. "
From his first touch was light and delicate and I saw all the dust and let my clothes fall to the ground.
"Signorino I'm sorry but I have to do it," I felt his hand dig into his shoulder.
The frost hits me touch his soul. He pulled his hand away and held between his fingers like a mud pitch black.
"What's that sucks eh?". The Phantom of whether the port to be above the head and face down in the mouth. At first it moved, and then disappear into the ghost.
"What I saw was a small boy wizard some curse that he had done. On Now then no longer have all that bad luck. "
The rain was transmitted and the smell of wet grass entered the Chapel. "Thanks for Isidoro now I have to go before it started raining again. When you return greeting hello "I said." Goodbye sir Enrico Maria Onofrio R. Ombrafiorita. "
After many hours, I returned I entered the small building," Isi Thanks again see you next time "I went nela process and then straight home.
Who knows what they did to my family.
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