The cold gradually seeps through my weakened body. It takes hold of my mind, drys me up, touches me with its clammy hand. It scratches at my throat and brings tears to my eyes. It makes me feel heavy, my feet as heavy as small elephants... Wearily my eye lids begin to fall...
It has made me a victim of its curse.
Yeah... I have a bad cold :'(
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Crusader kingdom of Jerusalem still in control of the Middle East; terrorist attacks daily, persecution, still, of Muslims and Jews there, expansionist into Syria, Transjordan, Iraq etc.
Part 16 She came toward me, one slow dragging step at a time. Her breaths were sharp, like she was in pain.
Part 21 I leaned down and kissed her, our lips barely touching. I could feel her take a shuddering breath. Pulling back i looked at her, her eyes still closed.
part 25 I looked out over the garden plot with awe. Bean vines ran over the tomatoes. I smelled turnips and could see them hiding under the mass of weeds in the corner.
part 31 "It hurts so much,'' she cried. I touched her arm "its almost over just hold on." As i looked at her back i could only imagine how much it had to be hurting her.
part 36 Slowly he reached for his helmet, the excitement rushed through me. Finally I would get to see what Silas looked like. Even though it had only been a few days, it felt like years.
part 46 I stood in the cottage, waiting for Silas to come back. My mind was racing but part of me was angry. I heard the leaves outside crunching and i turned toward the door and stopped.
The boy was running. He didn't know why. He didn't know where. He didn't know how long he could last. All the boy knew was that if he stopped, it would get him. The lion behind him.
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