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"Ou est la Dame Blanche de gras" s'inquiète-t-on dans le monde entier ... Pourquoi d'autant agitation Autour du Manoir et son domaine? Parce que d'après que ce m'a raconté grandma Mara lorsque hell est à Revenue Graši en 2005, la Dame Blanche apparaîtra la nuit du 8 November 2008 sous le grand Chêne qui fait l'angle de la Forêt de l'ours! salon hana J'avais d'ailleurs salon hana Notes tout son long recites. Et c'est demain le 8 ... Alors pourquoi s'agiter, c'est pas demain et Aujourd'hui? non? Qui est donc cette Dame Blanche? Nous le peut-être Sauron demain? Qui est grandma Mara? Meme Mara Durant l'Époque soviétique tenait le "Shop n 68" du SOVKHOZ de Gras et son mari c'est qui aurait vu Hans Liva Oak, la Dame Blanche en 1958 ...
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Hans Ivar told everything, everything. "I went up the road toward the ducats strange salon hana light, which is the movement of the woods just stopped shooting a large meadow klajumiņu about 100 meters behind the pig barn. I felt like nohipnotizēts and no notion went ahead. Wolves howled, salon hana dogs also. I heard the sound of bells from all sides, but I was not scared. I went directly salon hana there. It was completely salon hana dark, the only light in the forest, and a voice that persistently continued to call me, showed me the way ... arriving about 10 meters from the large oak tree next to the forest, I finally saw the White Lady. She circled around the tree, slowly, without walking, as if he were flying a small piece of earth. salon hana She was lit, after all, I do not know ... she shone, yes, exactly, she shone in its own right, but not dazzling, no, rather than white light, hazy but pleasant, calming. Yes, calming. She had a long dress with several meters of Tren, which neķērās even behind the thorns, but I do not care. Very beautiful, white, mežģīņota dress, I had never seen so beautiful. Her light brown hair was covered with a long veil of the same lace as the dress, which merged with the Tren. Her left hand was holding a small bushy of white flowers. She did not look up at me and continued to cry out, "Hans, my beloved, whether you are here? You're back? "I went a little closer, just two meters from her, but she still did not look at me. As soon as she said again, I said, "I'm here!" At this point she stopped to gyrate salon hana around the tree and turned to me, and, as if on ice, slid into a swing, a plant from the old oak tree branches. She looked at me for a moment. I did not smile or not ... I stayed with her beauty in a daze, her youth, her delicate face features

so ... His gaze spellbound. I was certain it was a real Latvian! She turned to me, gracefully swinging salon hana on a swing, but not very high, only one or two meters. "My brave, or you're not manic case Grasu Baron Hans? He has returned to his father's castle or chapel? "" I do not understand, I'm Hans. Grass, not even in the vicinity, there is no other Hansa. "" Hans is my future husband. He told me: "My beloved, I shall certainly go away, my fatherland is in danger. I'll promise to come back soon, and we apprecēsimies ... "Now I'm waiting him, under the oak tree where we met each time he returned to the penny. Under the oak tree where we each other are so loved and so many dream together. salon hana "I asked," But when you went away, Hans? What war? Now is not the war. "" I do not know, has it taken so much time ... I waited for him kapeliņā. He had to come after the bells and organs begin to play. Everything was to start. But suddenly I saw her leap into, finally aizelsušos, I say, I say that he received a summons from the Army General. He promised me to come back soon ... since then I am waiting their ... This time when he will come again, I will be able to return only after fifty years. This is the third time I get back ... "She threw me a brief glance and resumed his light circling around the tree, and the wolves began to howl ... I stayed there for a very long time, looking at him. She was so beautiful, so ... I can not find the words. There is one word to express it? I do not know how long I remained motionless standing and observing him completely spell. But nothing happened: She circled by repeating the same sound as the old plate. In the end I decided to go back home, I turned and walked away, but she even noticed. She did not look at me as if I did not exist. Even further away, I heard her as good as when I was two meters from her ... she was so beautiful ... Several nights in a row of the same phenomenon will resume for hours. " salon hana
Oh! Pardon! je suis-distrait, le texte en était letton ... Alors voilà le bon? Hans Ivar told everything, absolut