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With a curved bow in his hand, he marched through the barren wasteland underneath the mask of darkness the land has given him. Soon, he shifted from being out in the open towards the cover of trees and rocks to hide him from sight. He waited, and his instincts were correct for soon, he had heard voices. Voices he recognized – one was croaky and crisp with age and weariness, whilst the other was simply aggressive and showing strength through even his voice.

The Diary of a Conman,

More of the Beginning Bit.

So I woke up. Lying down on a bed, all happy with myself - Finally a day where I hadn't woken up in a pool of my own blood, or a puddle of ale. Staring up at the roof of the room, I tried to remember why I was so happy for some odd reason - I mean, just yesterday I met some charmer, a strange man called 'Cobb', and had my head to ache and worry about... Strange watchmen in Red.

Chapter 1: Body

The first topic of this book will talk about not only something simple, mundane, but is something essential, fantastic and hard to dominate on its whole. The body, first main element of all things, is the messenger that sends all our impulses and enegies and materialize it through actions that we express commonly. Is important to know that, whoever is the man, animal or plant that exist today, it won't be the same man, animal or plant tomorrow.