_ _ In second, we are wanting to go for the Field of the Flowers. _ _ Is vocs is lost same. We go to seat and they will count everything to me since the beginning. They had seated in a rock and Gordon started to tell to all history, since when they had left the Bisouratec. Gardnio listened to the narrative in silence.
Some time later, Gardnio looked at for its friends and with a preoccupying air it said calm compassadamente and. _ My friends, what vocs they are making is a madness, however, I will not be I go who them impediz them. I know all this region. I live and flight for all here the places. I can help them.
However, before of this I only go to say some coisinhas. The way is very dangerous. _ _ Already had said this to me some times, but I am determined to go, with danger or without risk of danger. I passed a good part of my imprisoned life in that field. It arrives! I have that to change my destination. _ _ Disse Gordon. _ _ Mudar! We can change our destination in our dumb without needing adventures. We are owners of it. Gentlemen of our choices. He does not matter where we are, we will be different when to want to be different. He sees! I am a soldier, living creature for top and for low, hunting and defending the wasps’s nest, I faced diverse enemies. If to ask if taste to me, say I can you that yes! One day, a great sawfly said, me. My boy, where you will be either different. He does not import which service will be given to it, he makes but it with only perfection. Either different, original. Either most perfect than he could be. Either optimum, without needing to pass over the others.