<?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-33073013</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:52:43.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semper Eadem</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempereadem1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33073013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempereadem1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lady of Dust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10220067418962798648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33073013.post-115620433814197658</id><published>2006-08-21T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T16:52:18.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7561/1672/1600/camelia-site-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7561/1672/320/camelia-site-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem muita idéia do que postar, ai vai um trecho de alguns parágrafos que escrevi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrandou o coração ritmado que quase lhe irrompia pelo peito, numa atroz ardência que a fazia arfar e lhe ilustrava as faces com um olhar dolente no douro alvorecer que se espreitava pelos espelhos que traduziam sua essência aprisionada num voluptuoso sepulcro carnal.&lt;br /&gt;A camélia outrora cândida, jazia murcha e tísica, atirada aos lençóis de um alvo imaculado, enquanto que o pequeno lenço pontilhado de rubro fluído estremecia encolhido em suas mãos tépidas e febris.&lt;br /&gt;Dispendiosos eram os cristais que lhe escorriam, translúcidos, dançando nas maçãs de seu rosto, não que fossem eles pagos com áurea quantia, mas a moeda cobrada estava prestes a saltar do corpo arquejante e elevar-se, ou rebaixar-se à presença dos condenados a espera do lúgubre barqueiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33073013-115620433814197658?l=sempereadem1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sempereadem1.blogspot.com/feeds/115620433814197658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33073013&amp;postID=115620433814197658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33073013/posts/default/115620433814197658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33073013/posts/default/115620433814197658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sempereadem1.blogspot.com/2006/08/sem-muita-idia-do-que-postar-ai-vai-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady of Dust</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10220067418962798648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
