Image generated using Gemini AI ENGLISH VERSION (click here!) A big hello to the Spooky Zone community 🖤! I actually meant to publish this post yesterday for Halloween 🎃 so it could be my second ...
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There is a peste that no can't with nothing. It's pegged in the skin, in the roba, and in the alient. It's the odor of the culp. It's that edore rancio that, when they're from where they're not being in the For any person, the obscurity of the sun, of the us For me, is the scenario perfect, the mantle of the infieless, of the malosombers that are downing to a woman. When the silence of the midnight night, it's always appears one, a mannante, and embalentonado, for the alcohol. He's thinking in the mentira that he was inventing to get to his door, convinced that nobody he saw, and that his labia barata will functionar. Pover, illus, he thinks that the world he pertainse. No, you imagine that, from the Sombra of the Arboles, some of the spectralles, they've been seeing, from various meters, after. There is when the night change the rhythm, and it's more interesting. I go to his side, like a silhouette fragile, envuited in a vestido black, that seems to flotar over my body. Me presento, like a woman, hermosisima, that is alone and unproteged in the penumbra. Nung, no one can resistire. They love to be casadores, they pavonean, presumed of sombrea, and think that any woman that they're What creatures! What Miserables! The better is that never suspect that, this time, are they who have caught in the trap. And I, I, I, I disfruited much when they discover who is really the presa. And that is the great effect of your species, the lujure. Ven a woman in the obscurity, and no sient in fear, they're in urgency, and the desire suceo of caser. Frenan the pass immediately. and they're in the hand, and then they're in that millisecond, when the air is when the air is congela and my rostro, then they also, but of terror. No, there's a transition suave. The beauty is evaporate, by-golpire, my rostro's styr, my rostro's styr, my eyes, and my dents arelars, and my eyes arelars, and my eyes are filled the fire of all over the I fascina, how the borracheira, it's moor in the gargina, the mandigula, and the mandibula, and they find that what they're in front, not is a woman, but superdition. Gritar, no sir, it's a good, gritty. Gritar, no, it's My deados are unden in the cuelloo of the infiel, tracing a line that suffoca the last subliction that he had in the pulmones, until that his body is rind and the Tierra's it traga without pietad. Then, then, then, only there is the silence. Me Limpio the vestido, accommoded my cabello, and I pared to the new between the Because, while there existambers that traitionan, there are noches in that someone will hear my passos, and when that occur, more it will not look back.
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@avdesing: The story is absolutely fascinating and full of revenge, for all those women who’ve been deceived and betrayed by men, it seems there’s one of them who dispenses justice at night. It’s the perfect story for Halloween, because she can go out and about without any trouble or needing a fancy dress costume. Presenting it as a video is very original, and the narration combined with your voice is perfect for creating the necessary atmosphere of terror. I’ve loved your work; thank you so much for taking part again. A big hug!🤗 La historia es absolutamente interesante y vengativa, por todas esas mujeres engañadas y traicionadas por los hombres, parece que hay una de ella que cobra justicia por las noches. Es una historia ideal para Halloween, porque ella podrá salir por ahí sin ningún problema o disfraz. El hecho de hacerlo en formato video es muy original y la narración más tu voz es perfecta para crear el clima de terror necesario. Me ha encantado tu trabajo, muchas gracias por participar nuevamente. Un gran abrazo!🤗 I have picked this post on behalf of the @OurPick project! Check out our Reading Suggestions posts! Please consider voting for our Liotes HIVE Witness. Thank you!
@zonadeescalofrio: Esta publicación ha sido votada por la comunidad @zonadeescalofrio , donde tu alma nos importa y mucho. Puedes apoyar a la comunidad delegando HP en esta cuenta para poder crecer y mejorar, todo suma. También puedes unirte a nuestro trail, para que juntos apoyemos, las publicaciones que se realizan en esta comunidad. Muchas gracias por ser parte del averno de Hive.
@rinconpoetico7: La Sayona es parecida a la viuda de mi país, a los hombres que son dominados por los vicios perversos, se los lleva. Me gusta mucho leer estas historias de la cultura y tradición de cada país. Muy buen trabajo. Gracias por compartir tu historia de escalofrios con nosotros.👻 Excelente noche con muchos espantos.
@nanixxx: Lo mejor sería que los dejara vivos después de pasar por eso. 🤣 Buen trabajo @vezo.
@enraizar: Buenas tardes @vezo, no conocía esta leyenda. El video, tiene una atmósfera muy bien recrada, es angustiosa, aunque lo que sobresale es la narración... me creo que hayas disfrutado poniéndote en el papel de La Sayona. Una historia en la que también veo la cadena de mujeres del pasado, presente y futuro que son vengadas por La Sayona. Muy buen relato, gracias Vezo. Un abrazo muy grande!!
@germanandradeg: Una historia que cautiva por su suspenso, pero la voz maravillosa que relata es la que me atrapó cual Sayona. En serio, una voz hermosa. Felicidades por este contenido. !ALIVE
@psycho-yoseph: Ya uno no puede beber ni tener 5 novias porque te sale la sayona jajaja Mi leyenda favorita, amaba oir las historias de mi abuela sobre la sayona cuando era niño, en las cuales varios hombres juraban haberla visto por la noche. Mucha gente de antes hablaba de la leyenda con bastante seriedad