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[Angelina's Diary AD 1206] "Phillip, my son and Grandpa Pepin, so called after the son of the Great Emperor, Charlemagne-was a tremendous man of tales, and though I cognise them to be made-up in whichever details, they are not all in total; matter-of-fact, I cognise from a section of facts by a long chalk proof resides in this one. But I will relate you my son, as your Great Grandfather told me, I will recount you a allegory of tales, and to be reasonably honest, I've yet to interpret fully what is scientifically fact from fiction, but I do have a secret; therefore, you can let me know how you bracket on the matter, OK?"

"Ok, mama, as you say," said Angelina's oldest son Phillip (six and a partly old age old).

"It was in the period 1147 [AD], your great granddaddy was but 14-years old then, and ran off to secure the crusaders to put out of place opposed to the Moor's. He was slice of the 30,000-man force, warriors and knights from Germany, the Anglo-Normans, and the Flemish and of trajectory the Portuguese. The urban was individual control by 5000-Moors. They had these big belfry's [manmade braky towers that allowed you to be raised up to the top of a castle's partition], a numeral of them, and they all got exterminated by fire-arrows of the Moors, which they strike upon them like fireflies. But in the end, at the end of the skirmish, it was in October of that year-if I recall, they brought fuzz the acute walls of the city, due to a new bell tower which they had improved. They had brought the partition and the Moors to resign yourself to. Thus the new Portuguese King now had a Capital, and your acute grandparent was of programme in this very good military action."

"But what is so eerie nearly this mama...?" asked Phillip in an apprehensive manner, wanting much details, more than explanations, and more than descriptions of the tussle.

"Oh, yes, yes, indeed," said Angelina near a change in her eye, "I see I did give out a few incidentals, did I not!, 'Noyllopa' was her name, I do devise she was a female, I could be wrong, but all my instincts bring up to date me it was a she; anyhow, I shall get within your rights to the prickle (Phillip now wrapped into his mother's story, persuasion as if in a mental state ready and waiting for the close retribution).

"She was a morbid creature, greenish and black, darkened red lips, and a lasting deep next-with big unhealthy eyes, and iii sagging fangs, whipped and drooped ended her lips; ears bouffant and pointed, and eyebrows broad hindermost over and done with her brow, and overt head, she was open as a baby's behind. A diverse, if not whatsoever organism of both sort, of few evil sect: fatal looking, so grandad said, told me."

Hastily, Phillip got mortal to his mother-lest he fille a statement or two.

"Yes indeed, he was a pessimistic sounding creature, a misfit if not a devil in gloss. There was no make-up in this creature, but it showed quite a few thrill for grandfather. Surely grandparent content it considered necessary something, but war had unfree him in every direction: they were in fight. Every arrow they iridescent at the Belfry, the animal intercepted by a countermeasure of cardiovascular exercise. He had no scare for even the catapults. Thus he accepted all the combustion arrows from the Moors-at will, but they inert got burned down, and they sooner or later got in shreds.

"But that day the day of the Siege of Lisbon, grandad had ready-made a promise near this thief of shorts, odd, big almond-eyed creature: she said to grandpa, 'If I aid you win the battle, would you be my prisoner, concord to rob me to my home, and kill time near me until I die, which will be soon?' and grandfather in agreement to this business deal. I mean, holding did not expression too good enough that day. And accurately after the matter was ready-made she started to arrest hundreds of arrows quicker than before, as if she could police the situation: golf stroke them out in her rima. Yes, yes, son-in her mouth, unbelievable, but she did, and this allowed the steeple to be salvageable from the fire arrows; hence, now it could be set antagonistic the walls and the soldiers ran up the ladder, into the steeple area, and jumped intersecting the gap, onto the grave walls of the city, and stopped the tropical storm of the skirmish, and in so doing, turned the recurrent event of the war, the fight for the crusaders, and as we now know, it was won by us; but a woody is a deal, grandparent would say, and he had to variety it correct."

"So mother," asked Phillip, "what was the existing deal?"

"Well I conclude son, nearby is always a trap to everything once it comes to specified matters, but a Knight, even if he senses it, must engender good his promise, other he would have no shame, no body fluid in his external body part. Anyhow I shall run by what took set. He had told granddaddy she was impressively old, aged than Alfred the Great, should he had inactive been living, and this fauna helped bodyguard the Saxon forces in opposition the Norse intruders put a bet on then, put money on in the 9th period. So I speculation she was old indeed. According to this personage, she was left-handed bringing up the rear by someone from up in the clouds, by the moon or on the far side it. It is firm to recount such as stories, but it is as granddad told me. Consequently, he lived in Germania, in one of the towers of the Devil's Wall. Again I imply, she was found to have fought in umpteen wars, she likable killing, and could not be killed, she was too swift, too fast, too cleaver, compared to those who lived here on earth, and again I'm uncertain where on earth precisely she came from, but over and done the Moon, so she told grandpa. So again I say she lived in the old Roman wall tower: in one of them, in Germania. And granddaddy followed her to this pop. And he anticipated her to die not long after. Well, material possession did not trade out like-minded that. The old she caprine animal lived, and after two years granddad got irritated, and one day, out of the blue, cut her pave the way off with his powerful weapon like one slices staff of life I suppose, once she was consumption meal.

"Grandpa design the animate being was waiting for him to do it because she was no weakling, and was faster than an arrow, and couldn't eliminate herself perhaps; and was worn-out of the lustfulness for war."

"Mom," said Phillip, "Grandpa genuinely had several cracking tales, if only they were correct." Angelina looked at Phillip strangely, and, said "True, so you estimate it was false, do you?"

"Of path mother, don't you?" aforesaid Phillip. Then Angelina force out cardinal long-range heightened dentition and gave them to Phillip, "Here," she said, "when I was your age, grandparent gave these dentition to me: they belonged to her: now you can have them, and numeral out what is justice and want is not."