sarcophagus of thick gold, dearly, leaned on a rectangular stone of marble that realized until in the detail the idea of a solemn macaw. Around enormous gold candelabra were systematized and of ivory, embellished by adamant diamonds, crowned by white candles with on carved in bas-relief an ancient and well accurate Egyptian simbologia. All recalled the sumptuous atmosphere of a faraonico mausoleum.
The guests, that were already delighted with the delicious snacks of the most elegant nouvelle cuisine, crowding the enormous antisala and the smaller rooms around the principal one, they were struck dumb him instantly when they opened the imposing doors of that room to which all kept on giving cautious looks of circumstance, every whenever that from it a noise originated. The various guests, in base to the degree of relative and the proximity with the countess, as soon as him accodarono with great wary to the flood of people that advanced toward the room. Well soon the place was full of illustrious characters and all that faces, many amazed, some with hardly painted an envious expression celabile, others abducted from a mysterious fainting, some literally bewildered, they formed the unanimous mirror that reflected the vision that you/they had before. The Beauty had gone down among them to make fun of of their efforts for pleasant apparir to the high society. Also being them the legitimate owners of that time, witnesses of prim'ordine of the contemporary epoch, with their tuxedos to the last cry, shiny shoes from the great signatures of the fashion, evening gowns from the superlative cuts, expensive jewels drawn by the known stylists that decided the forms of the modern aristocracy, felt him to the sudden one extremely to uneasiness in their ridiculous dresses, lowered in the plurimillenaria atmosphere of ancient Egypt, to the presence of an immovable divinity that judged them from the unknown forgetfulness of the death. The sincere pain of many gods present for the loss of that woman it turned him into a bungling hallucination. The impression that, the matron of the villa would perhaps, be reawakened by that depth sleep you/he/she started to already darken theirs precarious lucidity. Someone dared even invoke the name of Dafne to tall voice, imploring to get up her/it. After moments of agitated turbulence among the guests, really when all seemed to calm down, a miraculous sensation marked the total abandonment of any type of behavior among the guests of the villa. The countess imperceptibly stirred, but all noticed him/it. Few instants and those delightfully painted eyelids opened disclosing the depth of two black eyes, fixed in the void, but alive!
The butler from a side, the physician from the other, immediately drew near to the sarcophagus, aware of what was happening, but unprepared to the reaction that Dafne would have been able to have to his/her awakening. Cautious, the doctor felt her the wrist and he made sure that the heartbeat was regular, while George, the butler, pronounced her name to fior of lips, verifying himself/herself/itself of his/her total resumption of conscience. You looked at him/it for an apparent long weary of time that lasted few second, then it smiled at him. The eyes shone her and the whole flirtation of astute dame of court immediately painted her in face a triumphant expression. The two men helped her/it to rise from the funeral thalamus that surrounded her/it. Very beautiful, you/he/she was escorted up to the four staircases that brought to a mini-stage similar to what you/they used the Greek oratories of the same marble of the macaw that had sustained her sleeping. It tore the noise of the crowd just opened the lips.
"Welcome, my special entertain! Thank you for having presided to my first funeral. I know that the I dismay that I have given you with my awakening and the pain that I have inflicted to those people who have sincerely suffered for my loss, you/he/she is bringing you to feel a strong resentment in my respects now but I hope that, passed the heartbeat, to serene mind can judge my gesture as an action of depth interest in your respects and of those of all of our living rooms. The "boredom" and the "all anticipated" you/they are transforming our lives in simple "ingurgitatrici" of subject. It seems that by now us well-off we don't have any other purpose anymore whether not to accumulate luxuries, wealths, ease, that then are the forehand responsible of our internal inaridimento, so much deadly that deprives us some possibility to enjoy some other aspects of the life. This fortune of ours is not the goal which we must inhale, but you/he/she must be the mean that allows us to live more freely the possible, enjoying of the immense ones, pleasant fruits to our disposition."
The crowd was sunk in the most total dismay: had you/they assisted to a miracle or was it the biggest taking around ever suffered? The fear, mixing to the bother and the confused one to shout how immediate you/he/she was taken back not as soon as they finished the words of Dafne, it represented a great paradox of the same his/her resurrezione. God's names, of Jesus and of many Saints resounded in the ample time of the saloon; they were swearwords, prayers or simply exclamations of amazement, that troubled all the sums doors of the eternity. All spoke, but none of the presents seemed it had the brain connected to the mouth, up to that a strong voice, with extreme cynicism it went out of the choir. One of the gentlemen of the compact team of the tuxedos, grizzled, on the about forty, with eyes brisk and physical mighty, it broke that increasing panic.
"My lady, won't ask now us to strip all of us and to cross the roads of our city asking the alms for the poor men as san Francis?"
A modest general laughter finally rehabilitated the cynics minds of the exploiters of the globe, that as soon as repurchased their safeties and with them their impassive composure. All still trembled, but in the instant in which, even though a solo of them, had shown self control unsheathing the fundamental coldness of the bright man of business, imperturbable in front of any event, of hit all raced to the shelters to recover does her/it. They were the powerful persons, they commanded really thanks to the fact to succeed in checking every thing.
Dafne inviolata responded.
"Oh, my dear guest, would be a heroic and noble thing. Unfortunately, however, neither me neither so much less you possess such a great and clean heart. On a thing, however, you have gone nearby there. Free you of your limits and of your conventions that make you sembrar numbed penguins and enjoy once and for all you the life. Yes, my beautiful gentleman, to undress as you/he/she has made san Francis it would be already a good footstep to begin.
And so saying loosened his/her candid tunic from behind and magically this slipped to earth revealing the magnificence of his/her body. The diadem on the head, the necklaces, the bracelets and the belt, all rigorously in gold and precious stones they elegantly remained to the really place. The lucore of the trembling candles crowded everything to be reflected on the white marble of that breasts, swollen and round and on the milky lowland of that abdomen of velvet. There was then the shiver of that triangle revealed by the low abdomen and by the legs, ch'erano the three sides arched to precipice on that soft pubic hair that transcended every delight. Its look had been fixed on everybody, without shade of hesitancy some, and they were them to get embarrassed, and many of them were forced to lower the look. You smiled with ceremonious slowness, turned him showing the rest of his/her nudities. Those shoulders and that back seemed a magic sail that the wind gently blew arching her/it to the perfection. The gluteis belonged to the most erotic dreams of the imaginary masculine and the legs on which were leaned they were the most natural and harmonica prosecution of that shine. Then she disappeared, unexpectedly, from a door hidden on I break down him/it some stage, leaving an impotent irritation to the males. All at that time themselves reproached for their cowardliness and their embarrassment in front of that so desirable and voluptuous invitation. And the ladies? The ladies would have kissed her, you/they would have made us the love without hesitations, but this remained a germ in their consciences, an obstacle between the sternum and the esophagus that chased away again down soon so that the stomach digested him/it, to recover from this last their envious person acidity from the classical female schemes, soaked with ignoble offenses and free criticisms for the lack of bon ton and for the excess of haughtiness of that woman of low family origins.
VII
It geared the third one and with a hit of gas it surpassed the line of auto that proceeded slow. Certain, at first sight the change in the style of life of Saint concerned above all the economic sphere. To the sudden one you/he/she could also have all the wealth and the luxuries of the countess not having any tie or obligation
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