The English fog sets in the sky. For qualification in front of the blue forest Beckham has taken the Excalibur sword out of the stone and the steel shines on his leg. While he awaits the whistle of hostilities in the forest he sees blue Greek shadows following every rose that attempts to bloom alone. […]

They built a medieval French castle out of the area and a carnival became silent when the ball was placed upon the grass. Roberto Carlos set a horizon in his leg, figured the route of the west, tasked for the urges of sudden torsion, grew fangs and hunger in his bullet, conjured the sun plunging […]