Quote Man: book one: The beginning

BEGI

on one, admire it closely, praise its worth, amused and sillily let it by in the end. I pitied his condition to the point on worrying instantly, though I am aware enough I am so helpless to help. It's unfortunate, till I am done with this assigned duty and till the end, he would never have the slightest idea that I have once be with him, so sad, I would console myself. For minutes, I stood by his side doing nothing but just glancing here and there, then I had a bad feeling and turned at my back, an adult walk in, maybe he is the one in charge here. The junior ones all stand and greet as this adult moves to the desk close to the board. All the while it's quiet, where everyone focus in determining beforehand a true evaluation of himself before this perhaps judge. The air surely is filled with tension, an exploded silence, as the fire of emotions burn high into the very moment the adult begin to speak, I can r

r peaceful abort whatever cause he himself is here for his sole safety's sake. "This is Miel? What has he come here for? One of the highest ranked under Satan." I thought as I come up already with the next cause of action. Calmly and keenly I call God with mine hands raised, first evoking His praise, totally committed and so concentrated with the unswaying believe that He is definitely there for me. Seeing mine next cause

han before. "To me, you have always seems a friend, I mean..." Paul is cut short. "Not here to mock right? Nor to persuade me to join your spirit team?" Paul make a face hearing this, I wonder since when he have been persuading him, a very long story maybe. "No, no. I am serious this time, I do like the way you carry and compose yourself, why don't we make a deal instead?" They stop walking and are now face to face. "What do you want?" Brahim inquire. "Well, to simply put it, I want us to h

ver, I hardly could honestly contain that, it was a totally new experience coming here, well seems I am prepared, though I on

his time life, and himself seems to console, like maybe, just within minutes, we ought to be done, fighting really it seems to concentrate on those imagined people casting deep down into him, their eyes of intense scorns. Whatever the judgement the adult is going to pass on him, it's going to be hard, he is losing himself just by standing in his present already, but I am too he