Mapuches vampiros :D

¿Alguien murió desangrado a causa del título ya? :D

Lo siento... es que hay ciertas cosas que DEBEN compartirse con el mundo y punto <3

Extraído de "Breaking Dawn", el último libro de la saga de Twilight:


The next was a small olive-toned female vampire with a long braid of black hair bobbing against her back. Her deep burgundy eyes flitted nervously around the confrontation before her. And the last was a young man... not quite as fast nor quite as fluid in his run. His skin was an impossible rich, dark brown. His wary eyes flashed across the gathering, and they were the color of warm teak. His hair was black and braided, too, like the woman's, though not as long. He was beautiful.

Alice stepped forward lightly and introduced the strangers. "This is Huilen and her nephew, Nahuel."

"I am Huilen," the woman announced in clear but strangely accented English. As she continued, it was apparent she had prepared herself to tell this story, that she had practiced. It flowed like a well-known nursery rhyme. "A century and a half ago, I lived with my people, the Mapuche. My sister was Pire. Our parents named her after the snow on the mountains because of her fair skin[...]


Rodé por el suelo. C-creo que hacía siglos que no loleaba tanto con algo :'D. Critíquenme todo lo que quieran por haberme leído Twilight COMPLETO, pero es que en serio... MAPUCHES VAMPIROS, WTF. N-nunca me voy a parar de reír...

Mapuches vampiros :D

¿Alguien murió desangrado a causa del título ya? :D

Lo siento... es que hay ciertas cosas que DEBEN compartirse con el mundo y punto <3

Extraído de "Breaking Dawn", el último libro de la saga de Twilight:


The next was a small olive-toned female vampire with a long braid of black hair bobbing against her back. Her deep burgundy eyes flitted nervously around the confrontation before her. And the last was a young man... not quite as fast nor quite as fluid in his run. His skin was an impossible rich, dark brown. His wary eyes flashed across the gathering, and they were the color of warm teak. His hair was black and braided, too, like the woman's, though not as long. He was beautiful.

Alice stepped forward lightly and introduced the strangers. "This is Huilen and her nephew, Nahuel."

"I am Huilen," the woman announced in clear but strangely accented English. As she continued, it was apparent she had prepared herself to tell this story, that she had practiced. It flowed like a well-known nursery rhyme. "A century and a half ago, I lived with my people, the Mapuche. My sister was Pire. Our parents named her after the snow on the mountains because of her fair skin[...]


Rodé por el suelo. C-creo que hacía siglos que no loleaba tanto con algo :'D. Critíquenme todo lo que quieran por haberme leído Twilight COMPLETO, pero es que en serio... MAPUCHES VAMPIROS, WTF. N-nunca me voy a parar de reír...