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Evolution

Soon a year since my Chrom arrived home, small portrait of the nearly first days and recent small portrait with new make-up in stride. The transformation is quite striking I feel like changing picture. That it has taken almost a year and argues that Ténébos are fully completed as it should:)

-------- Ténébos a year ago -------- - --------
Ténébos now ----------

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Of the two I was the first, I was the one who should direct and control, I was the one that rejected ...

Of the two I was the second, I was the one who had to appeal and appeal, I was the one we loved ...

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"Unlike him, I could not let it show. Even in the most pain I had to stay cool as this man seems to achieve nothing. Every thought for her, while I longed to die a second time if it is This vampire instinct kept me "alive" against all odds. Why had I done that? "

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Opening jars matcha

If it is obvious that the new tea, sencha , gyokuro or another arrives in spring, it is different with matcha, or rather in reality the Tencha , which will powdered to become the matcha.
course, the tea leaves themselves are harvested and processed in Tencha spring. Then the Tencha is enclosed in a sealed jar each of which the tea master of each school put their "color" above the seal.
The precious tea and passes the summer in a cool dark place, traditionally, the jar was buried.
the autumn comes the ceremony of "opening the mouth" (口 切 茶 事 kuchikiri Chaje ), ie the seal lifted. The new matcha then got out of the jar and used for the first time.

It is extremely rare to have the chance to attend this ceremony, but a demonstration was presented to the World O-Cha Festival 2010.

First, the tea master puts his mark on the jar:

With the fall, the fate of tea-cha tsubo 茶 壷:

We leave first Tencha intended to make the usu-cha 薄 茶:

Then we leave the Tencha intended to koi-cha 浓茶, Carefully wrapped in Japanese

Finally, Tencha is ground and becomes the matcha :

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I completed the makeover of my two blogs, I've wanted to like the two pages of a book: the left page, Pretty Decay , the place is devoted to my general work and my inspiration and the right page, Comatose Bunny Dreamer , Is the place now dedicated to my personal project writing Lost Amni and old records.
I wanted a layout that I fully match the graphics in both color and content. All that is movies, music and more will be on Facebook to distinguish pancreas and waffle

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(Texts bonuses are not essential to the main plot of the story and allow to detail specific times and learn more about the characters)
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Ténébos was cranky. He chooses to return to this private bordello on the edge of the city he loved in his lifetime including attending and that he had voluntarily abandoned for some time as to protect the negative feelings that inhabited since the death of Marianne. It was a luxurious boudoir where he smelled good lust, the pleasures and deviant opium. There the exotic scenery and were assured by both the murals painted by women refined, sensual and very conscious of comfort and expectations of their regular customers, who resided there. Caucasian, Indian, Chinese, there was something for everyone. The place was very pleasant for any noble man of good taste, he breathed money, opulence and illegality between purple velvet and gilding fine and could be chasing the dragon in peace.

Each time he visited this place of debauchery and had climbed over one of these Amazons of the pleasure he felt had gained such strong feelings that he quickly became addicted. Over there the vampire was not trying to feed, no, he left in search that shudder that ran through his body making him feel hot for life, a paradise from which he expected much comfort now.

The madam and her girls were surprised at first glance to see him again, in the city everyone had heard of the tragedy he had lived here but not condescension or pity, the gaze of other men that he crossed himself wanted discreet and respectful of his suffering.

He chose two, one red the skin of milk and a Chinese hair a deep black. Comfortably installed in a room, the two young women kissing and caressing while undressing Slowly each other while the vampire is not put at ease enjoying the atmosphere highly erotic scene offered to him. He caressed, kissed and rode alternately, several times, multiplying games and positions, but everything was done almost automatically. Ténébos felt nothing or at least nothing comparable to what it once was. The delicate scent of their skin was now so pronounced that almost sickening and the sound of their bodies clashing so loud that it took away all charm when making purely animal and free.

The third time they came to him, come-hither look to the challenge of keeping the bridge once again, he rejected them. Thinking that this was part of the game they insisted compressing their rump and breasts against his body, but he rejected the first violently back. It suddenly struck against the ground and his head hit the bed one leg. She cried in pain and his partner rushed in his direction to make sure she was not injured while launching an annoyed look toward the young man, telling him that whatever his mood was not tolerable treat them that way.

Ténébos felt overcome with sadness. It was finished when the fever slipped between their thighs and her lower abdomen had not compress them, it was finished echo their sighs to his ear, the smell of their skin heated to hollow of his nostrils. Effects sounded hollow, empty, desperately turns tiresome or nauseous. The vampire destroyed, leaned against the wall and slid heavily to the ground before bursting into tears. The pain in his heart was so ingrained that it was within a moment the sensation of suffocating. Marianne was more pleasures of his life in the past either. He clenched his fists so hard that her nails dug into the flesh of his palms and the blood dripping into a fine net, and knocked violently on the floor while thinking of his brother
"Why did you do that? "

Argues was irritable, nervous for some reason he did not know but that night he felt even more deeply alone, alone and helpless, ousted the world, displaced people who seemed very ignorant of his secret does have constantly remind him that he had no place among them and therefore was not welcome at their sides. Even the domestic seemed to distance, those who had always been friendly and playful young man were becoming harder and insensible in his presence they felt now quickly uncomfortable being the fastest in the tasks that they had been assigned to do work with him only briefly referring to him in turn that image of a beast, a monster he was.

Argues thought back to the death of his parents, Marianne ... everything would have been so different if life had not so young to face such difficult moments. If events had any other summers he would probably another man, a man who would welcome and which we smile, a man who would appreciate and that would be happy to see a married man, overwhelmed and maybe even father why not. The letters of invitation sent to his junior piled on the coffee table. It opened a few and quickly ran their contents remain the same phrases, the same praise as his name was not even mentioned, not one suggested extending an invitation to members of the family. The world was decidedly eyes riveted on the youngest two.

So sad that even won in turn the young man's heart, a sadness that he knew only too well and that became his most faithful friend for the death of Marianne. Standing in front of his office, alone at a party where people his age thought only entertaining and fun, he plunged his face into the hollow of his hand and wept. Although determined to abandon the human race, He was deeply unhappy, unfortunate enough to die and nothing seemed to presage better days in the near future. There is even saw only despair and suffering. Overwhelmed by anger and grief he took everything he had at hand to send waltz on the other side of the room: furniture, chairs, curios, paperwork, everything was flying back and others around him. A table broke even windows. The servants alerted by the noise and cries of rage tried to calm him but the boy was uncontrollable, he had expressed that all this pain and leaves her womb she gnawed relentlessly. Two men tried to hold him during one of the women accompanying them prayed that nobody was hurt. They clutched each by an arm, calling her because it was too powerful for two men are sufficient to neutralize it. Struggling he came shake the young woman who fell backward hitting with a force of furniture lying on the battle ground. The other two, worried, he looked for the assistance of quizzically and accusing him understand that they wanted help and was therefore not necessary to spend his nerves on their person. They chose to leave after all when there would be nothing to destroy the room he would calm fears being alone. Argues

and psychologically exhausted nervously leaned against a wall prior to slide painfully to the ground. Its fists rattled so hard that the wall behind him kept a recessed cavity and wept as he could while thinking of his brother.
"Why did this board I? "

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World O-Cha Gyokuro Festival 2010

I went to the October 29 World O-Cha (Tea) Festival (世界 お茶 祭り) 2010, held in Shizuoka from October 28 to 31.

The large exhibition complex and a concert called "Granship" located immediately at the exit of the station Is Shizuoka (Shizuoka Higashi), is hosting this important event that unfolds over several rooms and floors and.

Tastings, demonstrations, exhibitions, conferences, etc., in short, a wide variety of exhibitors and participants from around the world to represent the World of Tea. However, starting immediately by small disappointment, as it will be done. The absence of a number of producing regions across the world. Mainland China virtually absent if we set aside especially for 4 stands idle and empty. So India is not represented by Darjeeling, Assam or even. In contrast, positive, remarkable presence of Korean teas, largely unknown.
To continue the grievance, the number of producing regions of Japan is absolutely not represented. The main activity of company presentations and regions, the center of the festival lies in the main hall of the ground floor. Photo below.

Japanese tea dominates about half of the stands. And among these, half for the Shizuoka Prefecture. The rest, some companies products, stand for Kyoto, Kagoshima one and one for Yame. If, for instance, Mie, Miyazaki and Kumamoto, but unsung respectively 3rd, 4th and 5th-producing regions of Japan, and even Sayama, famous growing region near Tokyo.

But do not be choosy, beyond this disappointment, it was a very exciting day. First, the opportunity to taste through here and there some wonderful Japanese teas, sencha and gyokuro .
It was interesting to see that while Shizuoka, Japan's first producing region serves as a poor student as to the diversification of cultivars , with 90% of Yabukita, exhibitors here were hard to show a diversity of cultivars .. .. things they would begin to move in Shizuoka, or simply looking to make high quality products at very impact taste?

Above stalls Kakegawa (Shizuoka), Tenryu (Shizuoka), Kyoto, , and Okabe (small growing region in Shizuoka Gyokuro). Below, a large stand of black tea made in japan.

And below, the booth of a company that makes luxury bottled Japanese tea, so bottle of wine. Very very expensive, it is very classy, but I do not know what products are worth in the bottle.

Sri Lanka, Vietnam, South Africa, Uruguay and Paraguay were represented.

But of course, stands among the "foreigners" the star was quite Taiwan. Ding Dong, Gao Shan Cha, black tea, but it was the Oriental Beauty that exhibitors put foremost.

The photo below shows a tea suan-gang, a Taiwanese citrus, tea and truffles cooked. It seems that this is now very rare (?), And whether a product derived from the tradition of the Hakka ethnic group. No tasting was offered ...

Also, several booths were the too little known Korean tea.

I spent some time on one of the stands accompanied by a lady specialist Korean tea and tea producer that the lady made me enjoy (and incidentally of the interpreter, all these people who speak neither Japanese nor English, half French, of course). Green tea (which reminds me vaguely huang shang feng moa) and a semi-fermented (with aromas of Oriental Beauty). Made of 100% hand from wild tea trees.

Returning to Japanese tea, there was the inevitable demonstrations rolled tea (mixed) by hand ( temomi cha 手 揉み 茶). It requires 4-5 hours, so I beg the indulgent reader to forgive me for not having photographed the entire process.

Here we are at the beginning:

Here at the end:

Different chakai 茶会, "Tea meeting", or pattern of consumption and preparation specific to different countries were also the occasion of demonstrations.

Tunisia and mint tea

Indian Chai

China, it is longer need

Here ceremony Sencha (Sencha-do 煎茶 道)

Finally, no need to say that the accessories, teapots and others, were also honored. We could see the objects from the competition of tea accessories and objects from various wholesalers and retailers, mainly Tokoname-yaki 常 滑 焼 and to a lesser extent Banko-yaki 万古 焼. Also, a nice collection of Korean matcha bowls had to add a touch of diversity.

short, a great day, not to mention the events he was forbidden to photograph, photo exhibition, exhibition coordination, table demonstration of tea ceremony accompanied by an exhibition of ancient and famous accessories, such as a bowl or Raku Chojiro Ogata Kanzan creations!