<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585</id><updated>2012-01-23T23:36:26.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Warriors' Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'>How the messengers tells a story...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-5917986433024465701</id><published>2012-01-18T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T23:43:40.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11: Comebacks Part IV</title><summary type='text'>She poked him slightly on his arm. No response, he snored slightly instead.

She sighed and sat on the bed beside him.

Nadzieja was bored...fully awake at dawn.

She was pondering still about what she had found in Witold's notebook, still in her mind something was terribly wrong about those words she could not understand, but she would find answers by her own means.

She looked around again to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5917986433024465701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=5917986433024465701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5917986433024465701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5917986433024465701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapter-11-comebacks-part-iv.html' title='Chapter 11: Comebacks Part IV'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-2258308017924819841</id><published>2011-04-04T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:39:14.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11: Comebacks. Part III</title><summary type='text'>Nadzieja stood outside the balcony looking around the streets, watching the people go by.


She had woken up a bit ago, when she awoke she saw Witold sleeping beside her on a chair. She didn't know at first where she was, but somehow it all fell into place as she rose from the bed.


His room was dark, his curtains were closed but she could see faint rays of light coming through the seams of his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2258308017924819841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=2258308017924819841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2258308017924819841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2258308017924819841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2011/04/chapter-11-comebacks-part-iii.html' title='Chapter 11: Comebacks. Part III'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-7449382955880093752</id><published>2011-03-06T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:18:56.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11: Comebacks. Part II</title><summary type='text'>Witold almost fainted at the sight before him. Nessa laid on the foot of his balcony door, he grabbed her quickly and set her up on his bed.


He sat beside her dumbfounded, his mind filled with questions, filled with worries, he checked her for wounds suddenly, his mind playing with him or maybe it was force of habit, he found none that he could cure, just scars. He sighed in relief as he sat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7449382955880093752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=7449382955880093752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/7449382955880093752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/7449382955880093752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2011/03/chapter-11-comebacks-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 11: Comebacks. Part II'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-8968613896728519094</id><published>2010-04-14T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:19:17.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11: Comebacks...</title><summary type='text'>In the world of the dead, there must be a balance between the dead and the living above them. In the world of the dead there cannot be two of the same kind.

Below now in the world of the dead we find Nadzieja and her other self come together for the first time in 4 years, 4 years of yearning, 4 years of waiting...waiting for them to become one again.

-"I hope you don't mind why I came to visit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8968613896728519094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=8968613896728519094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/8968613896728519094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/8968613896728519094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2010/04/chapter-11-comebacks.html' title='Chapter 11: Comebacks...'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-3919849795390584636</id><published>2008-07-07T18:33:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:01:20.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10: Sleepwalker's dream. Part III</title><summary type='text'>Yevgeny and Joe Armand slashed their swords killing some demons with one blow, their poise and skill present in every move.Joe turned to his right and thrusted a dagger in a demon and with his sword cut the head of another. Yevgeny mumbled a spell and made a small row of demons fall to the ground as he ran and cut their heads off with the same stroke. Several fell victim of another kind of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3919849795390584636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=3919849795390584636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/3919849795390584636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/3919849795390584636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapter-10-sleepwalkers-dream-part-iii.html' title='Chapter 10: Sleepwalker&apos;s dream. Part III'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-4787639858501893880</id><published>2008-07-02T09:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:06:24.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10: Sleepwalker's dream. Part II</title><summary type='text'>They walked together in silence, entered the building before them and rode the elevator to the top floor, saying a quick 'hello' to the doorman on the way, then walked toward a flight of stairs toward the rooftop and there they found her.Nessa sat on the floor, eyes closed, writing with her finger on the floor, to the naked eye it was maybe unseen gibberish, but to them it meant something.Yevgeny</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4787639858501893880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=4787639858501893880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4787639858501893880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4787639858501893880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapter-10-sleepwalkers-dream-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 10: Sleepwalker&apos;s dream. Part II'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-7518459694554771263</id><published>2008-06-28T17:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:40:58.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10: Sleepwalkers' dream. Part I.</title><summary type='text'>He woke up as usual, early riser by nature he stretched still in bed and sighed, but a content sigh into the morning.He strolled towards the bathroom, showered, brushed his teeth, shaved and went to the room to get dressed. He approved himself in the mirror nearby and went toward the kitchen, made his breakfast, ate, and grabbed his keys and headed to the door.He decided to walk that day to work,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7518459694554771263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=7518459694554771263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/7518459694554771263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/7518459694554771263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-10-sleepwalkers-dream-part-i.html' title='Chapter 10: Sleepwalkers&apos; dream. Part I.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-2146807057655021520</id><published>2008-06-16T10:02:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:03:43.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deculture...The messenger thanks her public.</title><summary type='text'>Hello Everyone!!This time I would like use this post as the opportunity to thank my friend Adictisima for a cool prize she gave to some of her friends, including me. It is the case of the prize called "It is the friendship that binds us" (roughly translated into English from the Spanish "Nos une la amistad"). Here is her original post: Adictisima's prize.By the way, you should check her blog if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2146807057655021520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=2146807057655021520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2146807057655021520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2146807057655021520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/06/deculturethe-messenger-thanks-her.html' title='Deculture...The messenger thanks her public.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zamTHmed28M/SFal7Viy2OI/AAAAAAAAADE/MPZMm-uuTr4/s72-c/Nos%2Bune%2Bla%2Bamistad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-4315691452659191956</id><published>2008-05-02T10:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:24:23.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9: Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part V.</title><summary type='text'>He paced back and forth in the room, as if talking to himself he moved his hands in the air slightly. He was thinking, he was pondering the situation, the possible situation that he an be confronted with.He did this, waiting in the room adjacent to Mr. Kobayashi's office, he was waiting for Nessa to get out of Mr. kobayashi's office, but he cold listen to the argument inside.His name being called</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4315691452659191956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=4315691452659191956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4315691452659191956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4315691452659191956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-9-grace-soko-ni-arimasu-part-v.html' title='Chapter 9: Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part V.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-4383412954332381124</id><published>2008-04-21T11:37:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:42:01.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9: Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part IV.</title><summary type='text'>-"Nadzieja...long time no see..." Said a figure approaching her, but she felt no threat. She bowed in response and the figure motioned her to seat in a nearby bench.-"Sorry to bother you, but I am in need of your guidance, or advise..." she said looking around the room, mentally planning a possible escape if attacked.-"What worries you?"-"Whatever Charles Daniel is hiding from me..." the figure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4383412954332381124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=4383412954332381124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4383412954332381124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4383412954332381124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-9-grace-soko-ni-arimasu-part-iv.html' title='Chapter 9: Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part IV.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-4403696991737506421</id><published>2008-04-14T18:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T13:37:50.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9:  Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part III.</title><summary type='text'>Alexei waited for his cue hidden in the rooftop of a house beside Hikawa Temple. Weapons in hand he stood in view of all the perimeter, hidden in darkness by a spell, not even the owners of the house he was on knew of his prescense.-"Dudes, I've been here all freaking night, when are we going in?" Alexei spoke in his mind and in his mind he heard.-"Patience, she hasn't given the 'go ahead' yet...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4403696991737506421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=4403696991737506421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4403696991737506421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4403696991737506421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-9-grace-soko-ni-arimasu-part.html' title='Chapter 9:  Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part III.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-2357562765757816492</id><published>2008-04-02T09:26:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:34:32.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9:  Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part II.</title><summary type='text'>Messenger's note: Poem in colors are thanks to my friend Naleyger, you can find all of her creations at http://naleyger.blogspot.com/  I just did some translating, but the original version is better. Now onto the show xD."Triste la mañana en que los amantes despiertan, esperando la muerte de sus almas en lenta agonía..."  "Sad is the morning in which lovers awaken waiting for the death of their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2357562765757816492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=2357562765757816492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2357562765757816492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2357562765757816492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-9-grace-soko-ni-arimasu-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 9:  Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part II.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-605758790852876783</id><published>2008-03-06T09:47:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:24:05.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9:  Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part I.</title><summary type='text'>Richard walked lazily through Shinjuku, not minding the people around him, not minding the noise and the laughter. He just walked, smoking a cigarette slowly.He found himself sitting in a nearby square, taking in the ambiance and the normalcy.-"It has been a few days..." he whispered to himself.It has been a few days since it was revealed that Setsuna had reincarnated in a new host, as they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/605758790852876783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=605758790852876783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/605758790852876783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/605758790852876783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/chapter-9-grace-soko-ni-arimasu-part-i.html' title='Chapter 9:  Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part I.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-2772583981093403914</id><published>2008-02-16T17:45:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:29:18.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: Coma. Part IV.</title><summary type='text'>At Kobayashi building, Yevgeni leaned back on his chair with a pencil between his mouth and nose, balancing it skillfully, deep in thought.Joe Armand appeared in the room unnoticed, he laughed to himself seeing Yevgeni concentrating looking at his computer screen. Joe Armand closed the door as loud as he could making Yevgeni fall to the floor with a 'bang', Joe laughed as hard as he could seeing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2772583981093403914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=2772583981093403914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2772583981093403914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2772583981093403914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/02/chapter-8-coma-part-iv.html' title='Chapter 8: Coma. Part IV.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-5361802322428307050</id><published>2008-02-03T20:03:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T19:08:01.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: Coma. Part III.</title><summary type='text'>Nessa entered the empty meeting room. She looked at the clock on the wall and her wristwatch to make sure the times were right, a gesture she had picked up during her numerous time zones changes over the years.She grabbed a chair and moved it toward the windowed wall to look at the city skyline. After some minutes the door opened, revealing Aleksandr walking tiredly inside the room, Nessa smiled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5361802322428307050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=5361802322428307050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5361802322428307050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5361802322428307050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/02/chapter-8-coma-part-iii.html' title='Chapter 8: Coma. Part III.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-5423571524416951050</id><published>2008-01-11T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T21:42:41.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: Coma. Part II</title><summary type='text'> Nessa walked through the woods of what appeared to be a park in Neo Tokyo, or Nu Tokyo as some of the team Kobayashi liked to call it.Her clothes were torn, and some rain had started to fall as she went along the mock pass among the trees wetting her hair and her clothes little by little.She moves part of her hair from her face slowly with her hand as the rain continued to fall, a bit more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5423571524416951050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=5423571524416951050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5423571524416951050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5423571524416951050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/chapter-8-coma-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 8: Coma. Part II'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-7867862113096827536</id><published>2008-01-06T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T18:47:30.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: Coma. Part I</title><summary type='text'>After a couple of weeks of relaxation and living their lives as regular Joes, the Kobayashi Crew has called a meeting in HQ in the hours of afternoon to report and review the steps ahead, let us not forget my friends that those who fight against them still lurk in the shadows, still want their blood. But that morning though, something happened.Alexei Kovalev Kobayashi, adopted by Mr. Kobayashi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7867862113096827536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=7867862113096827536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/7867862113096827536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/7867862113096827536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/chapter-8-neverwhere-nevermoreare-you.html' title='Chapter 8: Coma. Part I'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-3247939035962744999</id><published>2007-10-10T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:59:10.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7: Endless rain sonata. Part II (An Interlude)</title><summary type='text'>The week went by quickly, but the rain hasn't as of yet...  It has been raining for a week in Neo Tokyo, some parts of the outskirts of the city have been flooded mildly, but that haven't stopped anybody to keep on with their busy lives.-"Oyyyyyy this rain is cramping my style..." said Joe fixing his hair under the comfort and protection of his umbrella.-"Joe man I swear, you complain one more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3247939035962744999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=3247939035962744999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/3247939035962744999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/3247939035962744999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-7-endless-rain-sonata-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 7: Endless rain sonata. Part II (An Interlude)'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-4739929850077703159</id><published>2007-09-04T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:47:14.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7: Endless rain sonata. Part I (An interlude)</title><summary type='text'>Witold came into the room holding a tray with fresh bandages and some medicine. Aleksandr laid asleep on the bed, Nessa sat beside him, asleep as well with her head over her arms on the bed. Witold chuckled as he saw her asleep.He put the tray on the nearby table and went to her side and gently nudged her awake,she stirred slightly and groggily pried her eyes open.-"Ne...Witek...is he awake yet?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4739929850077703159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=4739929850077703159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4739929850077703159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/4739929850077703159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2007/09/chapter-7-endless-rain-sonata-part-i.html' title='Chapter 7: Endless rain sonata. Part I (An interlude)'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-8095112478926562081</id><published>2007-07-24T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:45:00.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6: Save my life. Part V.</title><summary type='text'>The sound of 'thud' was heard as Yevgeni and the rest of the team arrived at the scene. Alex readied his bow and arrow and held still, Joe Armand looked at Yevgeni in disbelief.-"That dude...it is really Samael...Aleksandr got him?"-"I can't see very well..." Yevgeni said to Joe nervous and unable to run further. Alex fired an arrow toward Samael and this burned to the ground when it approached </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8095112478926562081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=8095112478926562081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/8095112478926562081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/8095112478926562081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-6-save-my-life-part-v.html' title='Chapter 6: Save my life. Part V.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-2789932373241108742</id><published>2007-07-09T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:44:22.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6: Save my life. Part IV.</title><summary type='text'>Nessa and Aleksandr appeared inside Tsuki no Church (Church of the Moon) as the locals would call it. Aleksandr looked around them for any signs of danger but found none, he then turned toward Nessa...-"Nessa...are you alright? (he said still holding her, she nodded slightly, she hadn't said a word since they arrived to the church) moonlight district..." he then whispered to himself.-"A church </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2789932373241108742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=2789932373241108742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2789932373241108742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2789932373241108742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-6-save-my-life-part-iv.html' title='Chapter 6: Save my life. Part IV.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-7319439688910914922</id><published>2007-05-29T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:41:23.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6: Save my life. Part III.</title><summary type='text'>Witold took a sip from his cup of coffee looking at the city from over his balcony. Routine going around him on the streets and the sky oblivious to the battles recently fought or the inminent danger that the Kobayashi gang was about to face. The city welcomed Witold into a new morning, and his troubled mind.He smiled as he felt the wind surround him and closed his eyes.-"You control the wind...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7319439688910914922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=7319439688910914922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/7319439688910914922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/7319439688910914922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-6-save-my-life-part-iii.html' title='Chapter 6: Save my life. Part III.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-5878172738328351945</id><published>2007-05-15T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:39:19.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6: Save my life. Part II.</title><summary type='text'>It was mid afternoon in Shibuya, a man walked the streets with a smile in his face, his brown hair playing in the wind, he closed his eyes to feel the fresh Neo Tokyo air as he listened to his music through his headphones, full blast with some Sonata Arctica on his ipod. He strolled through town marveling at how it looks and feels. He got into a cab onto Juubangai, where his home lay, and where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5878172738328351945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=5878172738328351945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5878172738328351945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5878172738328351945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-6-save-my-life-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 6: Save my life. Part II.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-5023545654629069850</id><published>2007-05-11T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:37:57.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6: Save my life. Part I.</title><summary type='text'>Morning broke in the city, the birds started to make their usual rounds in the neighborhoods, it all seemed quiet and peaceful.Nessa awoke suddenly in her bedroom, looked around to see no one beside her nor around in the room, the last thing she remembered was being in the park with both Charles Daniel's spirit and Witold, after that is some sort of blur.-"Was it a dream then?" she asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5023545654629069850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=5023545654629069850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5023545654629069850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/5023545654629069850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-6-save-my-life-part-i.html' title='Chapter 6: Save my life. Part I.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-2151546597724807823</id><published>2007-02-14T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:36:56.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5: Requiem for a Dream. Part IV</title><summary type='text'>-“I had lost track of time being inside the apartment…” Nessa said smiling a little as she walked beside Witold. He smiled in return with his eyes closed.It was a beautiful night in Juuban, Witold and Nessa walked as they talked about everything and nothing. Nessa told him about her studies, Witold told her about his life in Poland.The wind made a trail of sakura leaves in front of them suddenly,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2151546597724807823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/2151546597724807823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2007/02/chapter-5-requiem-for-dream-part-iv.html' title='Chapter 5: Requiem for a Dream. Part IV'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-483852624193235472</id><published>2006-10-25T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:33:45.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5: Requiem for a dream. Part III</title><summary type='text'>Yevgeny strolled down the streets of Juuban, he was talking softly to himself as if having a deep conversation with his soul, not caring for the looks the people gave him as he passed by, and he walked and walked until he found his destination, Harry’s café.He walked into Harry’s and sat on the stool on the bar and ordered some tea. He looked at the piled bottles in front of him and around at the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/483852624193235472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=483852624193235472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/483852624193235472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/483852624193235472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2006/10/chapter-5-requiem-for-dream-part-iii.html' title='Chapter 5: Requiem for a dream. Part III'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-115947727227113984</id><published>2006-09-28T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:32:20.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5: Requiem for a dream. Part II</title><summary type='text'>Nessa awoke slowly from her slumber, it seemed like she had slept for days, Alex laid by her side, hugging her slightly, as a child would hug his mother.She smiled and caressed his hair gently, she then tried to sit up on the bed without waking him up, but her wounds, still fresh, hurt and she winced a little suppressing  a whimper.Alex stirred slightly and opened his eyes slowly to see Nessa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115947727227113984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=115947727227113984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/115947727227113984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/115947727227113984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2006/09/chapter-5-requiem-for-dream-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 5: Requiem for a dream. Part II'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-115947694497302129</id><published>2006-09-28T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:31:01.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5: Requiem for a dream. Part I</title><summary type='text'>He paced in the room softly, cigarette in one hand and his phone on the other, Richard dialed as he smoked a bit of his cigarette, He then sat on a nearby chair, listening to the ringing tone on the other end of his call as he smoked some more of his cigarette.He waited and waited and no one picked up his call, he sighed in frustration and dialed again. No one answered, no one would.-“I find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/115947694497302129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=115947694497302129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/115947694497302129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/115947694497302129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2006/09/chapter-5-requiem-for-dream-part-i.html' title='Chapter 5: Requiem for a dream. Part I'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-114101961562977834</id><published>2006-02-26T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:28:22.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4. Too much to breathe. Part VI</title><summary type='text'>Yevgeny landed on the floor abruptly, Alex ran to his side trying to help him get up from the floor.-"Yev, man...im so glad you are alright..." Alex said as he helped Yevgeny sit on a nearby chair.-"Nessa is...not safe" Yevgeny said sitting down. Joe hurriedly brought a medicine kit to help his wounds.-"Don't worry about that now, she is gonna be ok..."Alex said while helping Joe to treat the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/114101961562977834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=114101961562977834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/114101961562977834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/114101961562977834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/chapter-4-too-much-to-breathe-part-vi_27.html' title='Chapter 4. Too much to breathe. Part VI'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-114091760984475491</id><published>2006-02-25T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:27:00.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4. Too close to breathe. Part V.</title><summary type='text'>Nessa got up from the grass and bowed in front of Charles' grave, she turned around and walked away. She turned her head once or twice having a feeling that somebody was watching her, but shrugged as she saw and felt nothing around her.Her mobile phone rang suddenly, she cursed as she tried to get it as fast as possible.Yevgeny whispered a spell trying to slow down his enemy to give him a chance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/114091760984475491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=114091760984475491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/114091760984475491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/114091760984475491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/chapter-4-too-close-to-breathe-part-v.html' title='Chapter 4. Too close to breathe. Part V.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-113997947469470207</id><published>2006-02-14T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:25:00.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4. Too close to breathe. Part IV.</title><summary type='text'>-"I have to say Yevgeny, I had imagined a scrawny looking guy...I see you do train at least..." The man said laughing a little.-"Sorry to disappoint you...so why are we here?" Yevgeny asked not taking his eyes off the man.-"Well I have been ordered to terminate your existance..." -The man said tilting his head to the side- "Your kind brings unbalance to my employer's peace of mind...".-"'My kind'</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/113997947469470207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=113997947469470207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/113997947469470207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/113997947469470207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/chapter-4-too-close-to-breathe-part-iv.html' title='Chapter 4. Too close to breathe. Part IV.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-113996950047457304</id><published>2006-02-14T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:24:13.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4. Too close to breathe. Part III.</title><summary type='text'>Nessa walked out of her room toward the kitchen, she opened the cabinets and got out her teapot and some tea bags. Charles suddenly appeared beside her, he leaned against the counter, arms crossed he stared at her back and sighed.-"Why do you wish to die?" he asked in a sad voice, looking at her as she made her tea and walked past him toward a nearby chair.-"I know you can see me and hear me, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/113996950047457304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=113996950047457304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/113996950047457304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/113996950047457304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/chapter-4-too-close-to-breathe-part.html' title='Chapter 4. Too close to breathe. Part III.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-113996766844792315</id><published>2006-02-14T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:17:16.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4. Too close to breathe. Part II.</title><summary type='text'>Yevgeny and Joe walked the Miyamoto Boulevard, Yevgeny read the dvd summaries of the movies they just rented, Joe was busy sending text messages from his cellphone. His phone rang suddenly.-"Yellop..." he answered cheerfully. -"Joe! is Yev with you man?" Alex said concerned.-"Yeah, we just rented some movies...is everything ok?" -"Richard called and said they were onto Yev, the same dudes that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/113996766844792315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=113996766844792315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/113996766844792315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/113996766844792315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/chapter-4-too-close-to-breathe-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 4. Too close to breathe. Part II.'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-113996619679127759</id><published>2006-02-14T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:05:55.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4.Too close to breathe. Part I</title><summary type='text'>The sakura leaves played in the air as athey crossed the big blue sky. The wind blew them onwards, making them look as if they danced.People could be seen walking down a paved road,around them there were flowers, flowers near tombstones in the Neo Tokyo Cemetery.The Kobayashi team gathered around a black coffin, tears and pain on their faces as the words of a priest tried to comfort them. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/113996619679127759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=113996619679127759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/113996619679127759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/113996619679127759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/chapter-4too-close-to-breathe-part-i.html' title='Chapter 4.Too close to breathe. Part I'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-112830455177115229</id><published>2005-10-02T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T15:47:39.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Alone in the dark Part IV</title><summary type='text'>The view was that of the crowded streets of Juuban, the wind played with his hair as he stayed there, watching the people go by, remembering how it was all before Demian, how it was after, the funeral…everything.Witold Andrzej Haczek, a man of 26 years of age, owner of one of the most prolific companies in Europe and one of the best warriors in Kobayashi felt helpless and at loss at the current </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/112830455177115229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=112830455177115229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/112830455177115229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/112830455177115229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/10/chapter-3-alone-in-dark-part-iv.html' title='Chapter 3: Alone in the dark Part IV'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-112830431462729087</id><published>2005-10-02T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T11:37:29.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Alone in the dark Part III</title><summary type='text'>Days passed and now our characters are in Kobayashi’s main meeting room. Nessa is explaining what happened to her in battle and trying to find out some clues with the rest of the gang.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;-“It was kinda funny that he called me Darkana of Shilen, since only Demian called me that way.” She said softly.Richard paced back and forth on the meeting room, he lit up a cigarette </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/112830431462729087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=112830431462729087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/112830431462729087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/112830431462729087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/10/chapter-3-alone-in-dark-part-iii.html' title='Chapter 3: Alone in the dark Part III'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-112830369401507059</id><published>2005-10-02T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T11:37:01.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Alone on the dark Part II</title><summary type='text'>&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;-“I brought her over to Poland, she is in one of the company’s buildings, she is stable somehow, but she is hurting badly, apparently someone who could use the phasing craft went for her while being in school grounds and basically it was like battle of the titans...” Richard said worriedly.-“‘She’? A girl? How can someone hit a girl?” Witold said surprised.-“Don’t let</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/112830369401507059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=112830369401507059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/112830369401507059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/112830369401507059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/10/chapter-3-alone-on-dark-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 3: Alone on the dark Part II'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-112830305474208279</id><published>2005-10-02T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T11:36:30.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Alone in the dark  Part I</title><summary type='text'>In the cold winds of winter Witold was born. He was born at the rise of the empire that is attached to his name and a destiny he has yet to fulfill.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;Witold as a child didn’t have many friends, but because he chose to, his best friend and partner in crime was his dog Husdent.Witold’s favorite past time was going into the forest with his father and Husdent. In one of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/112830305474208279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=112830305474208279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/112830305474208279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/112830305474208279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/10/chapter-3-alone-in-dark-part-i.html' title='Chapter 3: Alone in the dark  Part I'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-111981183010702793</id><published>2005-06-26T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T11:36:07.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part V</title><summary type='text'>Witold ran into the area where the battle took place, he scanned the surroundings for more threats but he found only traces of blood, he started running again, running desperately calling Nessa on his mind, saying her name over and over again, trying to get a clue of where she was.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;He then felt a presence, and turned around sharply. He saw the body of a child coming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111981183010702793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=111981183010702793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111981183010702793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111981183010702793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/06/chapter-2-dreams-in-church-part-v.html' title='Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part V'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-111981010526588041</id><published>2005-06-26T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:55:39.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part IV</title><summary type='text'>She appeared inside an abandoned church; she fell onto the floor of exhaustion face down, she breathed heavily and shuddered after each breath. She turned on her back and gulped. The wound on her right arm made her scream in pain.-“Potepiac!” she cursed in polish as a tear fell from her eye.She tried to get herself up from the floor, but her knees gave in and she fell, screaming in pain from her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111981010526588041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=111981010526588041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111981010526588041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111981010526588041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/06/chapter-2-dreams-in-church-part-iv.html' title='Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part IV'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-111980716758547959</id><published>2005-06-26T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:52:37.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part III</title><summary type='text'>Nessa was thrown several spaces behind her; she winced in pain as she tried to move quickly from up the floor.     She struggled to get up, her body showed great amount of bruises, blood trickled from her right arm onto the ground, her clothes where torn, and were covered with blood.     Her dagger laid a few spaces beside her. She looked around to find herself almost surrounded by a group of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111980716758547959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=111980716758547959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111980716758547959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111980716758547959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/06/chapter-2-dreams-in-church-part-iii.html' title='Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part III'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-111980658465881001</id><published>2005-06-26T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:45:11.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part II</title><summary type='text'>Kobayashi Building. Management Meeting Room.Richard entered the room, as the doors closed behind him he observed the room quietly. Yevgeny was tapping the surface of the table in a nervous manner. Joe Armand was busy with his cell phone, possibly sending text messages to all over the globe. Alex just stared at the wall in front of him with a blank look on his face.Richard sat on the chair next to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111980658465881001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=111980658465881001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111980658465881001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111980658465881001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/06/chapter-2-dreams-in-church-part-ii.html' title='Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part II'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-111980637378796950</id><published>2005-06-26T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:35:53.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part I</title><summary type='text'>Nessa walked the streets of Juuban, the day was full of sunlight and she greeted it with a smile as she skipped the streets humming one of her favorite songs. She stopped by a local coffee shop to get her mandatory cup of coffee with an apple.She sat at her usual table and looked at the streets from through the window. It had been many years since Nessa moved to Juubangai but she was fascinated </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/111980637378796950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=111980637378796950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111980637378796950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/111980637378796950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/06/chapter-2-dreams-in-church-part-i.html' title='Chapter 2: Dreams in a Church. Part I'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9450585.post-110819477173385571</id><published>2005-02-11T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:27:10.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1: A new beginning</title><summary type='text'>It was a stormy night, a young woman walked through the streets with a smile while looking at the people around her run for cover.She fixed her collar and quickened her pace relishing at the merciless rain. She then stopped in a corner to wait for the walking sign, she closed her eyes and tilted her head upwards feeling the raindrops and the wind fall on her face, she smiled broadly now.She then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/110819477173385571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9450585&amp;postID=110819477173385571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/110819477173385571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9450585/posts/default/110819477173385571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warriorschronicles.blogspot.com/2005/02/chapter-1-new-beginning.html' title='Chapter 1: A new beginning'/><author><name>Nadia Labeikovsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110645304407866861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKSJh4hcnOc/TwaQ2LTZpQI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tq3rPqrDr5M/s220/nj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
