 Snow..A a lot of snow fills the roads. Watch the road from his hand pressing the wheel..and the radio transmits the weather news, his ears focused with the voice of the broadcaster: "Heavy fog envelops across the kingdom ... and experts hope that the citizens of the Kingdom are cautious when driving ..." They are concerned with interest until the teenager who sits in the passenger seat is pronounced with a lack of patience: "Rocking music! What is this boredom!" The teenager with golden eyes chanted, as usual, as usual, the bleak news that his brother listens to every morning. "James, you are in my car ... you listen to what I want," said the owner of the long black hair, raised as a horse. James would have been cheering until they wrapped both of them with interest towards the radio, listening with interest: "The destruction of one of the most important tourist caves was discovered inside the Kingdom of Omira, after a dragon wake up inside it for thousands of years, and found it dead ... for unknown reasons." What a bright news, for a bright day.
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Dr. Damian, this was what he was when he enters the hospital ... with the medical response he wears .. He stood around him, searching for his own eyes. Until his outlook on a certain man standing in the corner, wearing the same medical robe, brought some air to his lungs..the dirt a little tie and went towards him with calm and harmonious steps. "You have come ..." the brown man and his looks said about the long man who stood with him in an angle that does not even reach the light because its lights are broken. "Giselle is fine?" He said, while holding his black eyebrows ... and he moved his eyesight to the identification card that hangs on the chest of the brown man 'Excel Salwian' .. Excel shook his head negatively. "She was transferred to the hospital, wounded her deep ... it cannot be healed." He answered and drooped the head of Damian and his hand covered his face. Everyone has warned him of psychiatry, because this job leads his psyche to the bottom, but everyone opposed and entered this field with his desire. He did not know that this is what the doctors feel about their patients, a severe connection, such as the connection with their family..but you waste your hours and your time in solving their problems, you speak to them for hours and raised their soul..and you make your friends..but many do not succeed in treatment .. Giselle was one of his patients, or his widow..the her companion and tried to commit suicide and resorted to the young son of the young man, to the hospital. Damian .. This woman was improving to the point that he discussed the manager about the possibility of her exit, but it seems that her condition has only worsened. Sleeping people with the most severe creatures attached to her companion, the mother of Damian of the rare type that complements her life after the death of her companion .. Other than that, many try to commit suicide, or their lives wither and suffer in the long run, especially females. He kept his hand from his face and stared at his bald friend, who wears silver earring in his ear, he almost swears that if a person sees a luxury of his way towards work, he will believe that he is a gang president who considers human hunting hobby. "You may die ..." Excel said, cutting silence and nodded to him, and he would have accommodated the words of his colleague. He acted as if he does not care, but the fact that he failed to save this woman, eating it internally and makes him want to collapse. But the psychiatrist is not allowed to collapse .. He is the person on which he is based, and he cannot rely on anyone. So he took a deep breath .. He looked at the ceiling and wiped out his scarlet eyes, the tears that were formed inside and did not find a place to get out of it, so I remained inside his eyes, a glass layer would hardly see. "Return to your work Damian, we have no time to become emotional." He stood up and returned to walk in the corridor with a smile and a day for the patients who were making him, heading towards his office, which is located on the second floor .. His assistance, Iris, got out of her place where he was at a table and a small chair. "Good morning Doctor." She said a smile quietly, they are a courtesy smile and her response to her in the same way, she was a classic woman, wearing official clothes and a flabby body and did not put makeup, and at the age of forty ... calmly the woman sat on her office in front of the patient reception room. "Iris." He pronounced formally and opened the door of the office with a key, and the smell of the flowers hit his nose, a man who loves wild flowers of all kinds, so the smell of his office and his smell personally is like this, the flowers combined with the smell of the oud..thely different from the smell of the hospital that personally brings him depression..In simple furniture where a wooden office meets him and from the other side there are two sketches in the light -in -color between them a white table. This environment that he made to look cheerful for the patient, the place has comfortable and light colors for the eye ... Make sure to choose everything carefully. "Doctor ... the first patient will enter," Iris said from behind the door and allowed her to enter with his first patient, to start his work as usual.
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He felt freedom when he was looking at his last patient, after hours of continuous mental jihad, sitting in front of his last patient before he closed the hospital. "So Ribli ... how was your journey?" He said to the blonde girl who is meeting with a comfortable smile, she stared for seconds for his face with a kind of embarrassment, that is, a woman who will meet Damian who will fall to his face from the first moment, what attracts that his bloody eyes look at everyone warmly, the long black hair that connects him back as a horse tail, was a strange and comfortable mix. "It was very fun," she answered after she woke up from her straying, "How are you now? Who do you think is the rest?" He said as he tilted his head. "I don't think it exists anymore." She said with a smile, his sixteen -year -old patient and who had multi -figure disorder, had another character called Jenny, but with two years of treatment, Jenny's character began to weaken and fade..but because of that, Reblie began to see that she is not the real and her self -confidence decreased unreasonably, she fans that Jenny still exists, but in fact she was not ... and she looked for her mother for a psychiatrist for her.
And I found Damian with a golden reputation .. 50 % of the Damian patients were out of his clinic and they are two natural people, and this is a huge percentage that some can get out half of it. His smile expanded on her part, she was completely healing, looked at her as a father looking at his daughter with pride that he left the paper and the pen from his hands and applauded her, "You became much better..Bole .." She put her hand on her heart ... "I think this is our last session .." he said that and heard the wreckage of her heart and children? And the bright future that you just drew? Did all this end? "What did you learn from our sessions?" He threw his question on her part and blurred him with surprise, which you do not know that this is the question that he asks for all his patients in their last session, Repeli is not an exception. "I learned ... how to talk to the people ... I learned that friendship is not a bad thing, but it was more than fun, I learned that participating in the school's activities is not an embarrassing thing ... I knew how to make myself a pleasant and unforgettable presence .." "I spent a fun time with you, Ribli" answered with formal and he bend his head a little with respect. The session continued safely, a few quiet questions and discussions, and their session ended and came out, and that was his last patient for this day. "Iris ... please close the office, I have an important work now," he said while removing his white robe to stay with the long brown jacket and the shirt is the black and I nodded to him, Iris, who is understanding and heading with quick steps outside the hospital .. It was like a battle that lasted from six in the morning until two and a half in the afternoon..and does one of you think that his work had ended here? With the moment when the eyes opened the engine and set his next destination ... and go there.
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He walked with speedy steps in the white corridors in the hospital, but it is not a psychiatric hospital, but a hospital like any other, glimpsed brown hair from a distance and ran towards him "Mark!" He chanted towards the young man who appears late twenty years old. The boy did not respond to him, he was a shocked face, grabbed him from his shoulder and managed towards him, "Mark spoke! Where is she? Mrs. Giselle is fine?" He quickly said until he almost swallowed a few letters from his sentence, Mark looked at him for seconds until his eyes were filled with tears..and the impact of this is a bloody face..and it could not be what is going on in his mind, realistic, it must be so .. "Give me an answer! Mark !!" As if the voice of Damian is more like a slap that I woke up from a nap ... to wet his tears and his cheeks, and he muttered with these words, "My mother has gone ... my mother may-" his words were cut off and he was crying, and Damian caught him immediately and embraced him strongly, he passed through, he knows the pain of this feeling. When the link with one of your parents is interrupted with his death, he will be hell, Mark's father died six months ago, that is, he did not recover from the first wound yet and his mother died now .. Mark also embraced him and she loved a bloody shoulder, and the other did not mind that, but he welcomed him with arms around him and raised his wounds gently..The some watched this situation while they were walking and whoever sees this view knows what is happening here, someone lost dear..and here many who have lost their souls..the until everyone looked cold as if they were accustomed to that? Death steals our loved ones most of the time. Half an hour later, when Mark calmed down..and he was sitting on the metal chairs in the hospital..and next to the doctor of his mother, who for a reason he was ignorant of his side, raised his head and his eyes swollen, lean on the chair and his head up..the feeling inside him is burning, his wolf grooves in a way that makes his head on the verge of the explosion, when the link was broken, as if his heart exploded inside his chest to be .. His enemies. "Doctor ... what should I do ..?" What will do? How to restore his life to its right path? Do everyone enter this whirlpool like it? He closed his eyes with exhaustion. He did not hear an answer from him, so he felt despair .. Even the psychological doctor does not have an answer..but heard a calm voice, pronounced the words in a way that relieves the nerves. "The answer depends on you, but the most important thing is that you do not make death a goal for you .." Mark opened his eyes and stopped staring at the ceiling and decided to move to Damian who took the same to complete his words "We will all die ... Mark brought his look to the ground and took his tears to form again and fall on the ground during the completion of his words. And for this reason you must live, because we will die, we must live .. "Damian got up and looked at him with tenderness and wiped his shoulder gently and spoke:" Let me return you to your home .. " Mark, his head towards him, stares with the scarlet eyes staring firmly, does not seem to take a word, not as he answered. Hold with his extended hand, stood up and seconds and walked with him, accepts the delivery that was offered to him.
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He stood on the balcony inside the small villa in which he lives with his younger brother..and a beautiful and classic house with two -storey consisting of three bedrooms, two bathrooms, three honor and kitchen..the more than sufficient because of their number. Unlike the morning, his hair is open and his hair tie on his wrist, the cold winds of December, make some of his strands rebel and dance with the wind..A in fact he does not care about winter as a frost wolf who does not care about winter or summer, because his body temperature is moderate in both semesters. He does not sweat hard or get sick with a cold..The only enjoy the atmosphere of the two chapters..but at night when he stars the moon, he feels his wolf he wants to go out..and of course he will not be allowed to do what he wants, because this is not the time and the right place .. "Damanus stop He picks up a sense of it now .. "Did you get angry?" Damian spoke in an anxious voice ... He boycotted his peace moments, his brother James, pretended to be only heard. "Damian !! Damian !!" The most hated by Damian is a repetition of his name more than once, with Damian's attempt to calm him down his collapsed nerves mainly, James stormed the balcony "Damian !!" He shouted and dragged his brother from his shoulder to chanted, "Enough! What's your engagement?!" "Do you scream on your patients like this?" He raised his eyebrow and answered while he was stretching his hand to drag his ear, "I tried to use all the methods with you, but he does not find modern education methods with you..and you do not compare yourself with my patients, people with devastating spirits, and you are a healthy person." He said his words while entering his room closed the door behind him. "You did not even try with me," he said, complaining, and Damian raised his black eyebrow while his brother sheds his bloody eyes. " He answered James's body and replied with the same disturbing tone, "I burned the biology laboratory ..." He answered, avoiding looking at his golden eyes. "I don't know how to think until" James looked as if he was so hidden and spoke quickly, "You are the one who did not specify what to burn!" "Therefore, I do not treat you as my patients, no matter how you try to treat your anger attacks, I do not succeed ..." Damian is not a bad brother, he loves his brother, but James is quick to be angry, it cannot be controlled, and his condition would be terrible if his older brother did not remedy the matter..and he is now working more with boxing. It is better for you to pose a boxer bag instead of his colleagues. "Now say, what do you want?" He asked and escaped the ear of his brother, who was already red .. James held his arms in front of him and spoke, "I want you to come to the meeting of my teachers .." Damien raised his eyebrow and put his hand on a rubbing looked surprisingly. "And how long have you been interested in taking with you?" He said, while he was tilted by his head and his hair strands hang with him. So he will have to delay some things for this little one.
Because this is what the older brother does.