Maazi pahili story pooja la ani tichya aaila land dakhaun zavle vaachlich asel. Aata chi story poonam chi aahe ji maazi kamvaali mulgi aahe. Mala stor... kashi vatli te mail jaroor kara. Maza mail aahe Poonam eka garib gharatli mulgi aahe. Tichya gharat tich saglyat mothi aahe. Tichya aai vadlanna kamat madat mhanun dhune bhandyachi kaam karte. Disayla itki sundar ki kaslich kami navti tichya sharirat. Mast figger aahe. Me gharat jast karun hall madhech basaycho. Jyaveles poonam farshi pusayla. * * * Carthalo was sleeping on a bedroll next to the fireplace when he heard the noise, a muffled cry that woke him from his sleep. His first instinct was that something was going on outside, but then he realized that the sound was coming from underneath him. In the cellar. He looked around and saw that Hadvar, Alvor, and Dorthe were all sleeping. Where was Sigrid? He wondered. Carthalo got up quietly, crouching low and sneaking over to the staircase, he crept slowly down each wooden plank and. These six months had us conducting unconventional warfare far away from any of the other American units, uniquely self-sufficient and lethal. Walking back into our unit's compound, I felt at my side, the gunshot wound I had received a month into the deployment nothing but scar tissue now, just another memory. Stowing away all of my gear and showering down, I waited for the debriefing to begin on our deployment. The Colonel was going to make this a fast one; he knew we wanted to see our. ’ I stand up close, facing her, and she takes my two hands and pulls me closer to her. ‘Promise me you will never repeat anything I tell you tonight to another living soul,’ She is squeezing my two hands together, holding them in both of hers and pushing them down into her lap, all the while looking deep into my eyes.‘You have to promise me.’ I nod and say, sort of solemnly, ‘I promise.’ ‘All right,’ says Daphne. ‘And now, so that you will never forget your promise, we are going to seal it.