{"id":19348,"date":"2008-03-23T16:22:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-23T15:22:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=19307"},"modified":"2008-03-23T16:22:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-23T15:22:00","slug":"prizrak","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/03\/23\/prizrak\/","title":{"rendered":"Pr\u00edzrak"},"content":{"rendered":"<div><em>No&#8230; Toto je na\u0161a prv\u00e1 poviedka, d\u00fafam \u017ee si ju pre\u010d\u00edtate a okomentujete, aby sme vedeli, \u010di m\u00e1me v p\u00edsan\u00ed pokra\u010dova\u0165 \ud83d\ude42<\/em><\/div>\n<div>&#8230;a hoci Bill kr\u00e1\u010dal tmavou ulicou c\u00edtil, ako jeho rados\u0165 pretrv\u00e1va a ni\u010d ju neskaz\u00ed, nevedel a nikdy ho ani nenapadlo, \u017ee hoci n\u00e1m \u017eivot umo\u017en\u00ed by\u0165 \u0161\u0165astn\u00fdmi, priprav\u00ed n\u00e1m prekvapenia, ktor\u00e9 n\u00e1s zrazia na nohy. A\u017e ke\u010f bol Bill pred domom za\u010dul h\u00faka\u010dky. V tej chv\u00edli si uvedomil \u017ee jeho brat je m\u0155tvy a rados\u0165, ktor\u00fa poci\u0165oval tak ako aj pri\u0161la&#8230; aj odi\u0161la. Pre\u010do to pri\u0161lo pr\u00e1ve vtedy, ke\u010f tu nebol, pre\u010do mi Tom nezavolal? Tie ot\u00e1zky v\u00edrili v jeho hlave a slan\u00e9 slzy, ktor\u00e9 tak dlho nec\u00edtil na svojich l\u00edcach, mu za\u010dali tiec\u0165 a pomaly sa menili na kvapky pri jeho per\u00e1ch. Oto\u010dil sa a utekal, pokia\u013e vl\u00e1dal a ke\u010f sa zastavil, sm\u00fatok mu zaplavil du\u0161u tak\u00fdm siln\u00fdm pr\u00fadom, a\u017e ho to zrazilo na kolen\u00e1. Jeho \u017eivot i\u0161iel \u010falej, ale c\u00edtil, \u017ee predsa bude in\u00fd. Vedel, \u017ee to pr\u00edde, ale \u017ee tak skoro&#8230; Mobil, ktor\u00fd zazvonil, Billa na chv\u00ed\u013eu vytrhol z jeho sm\u00fatku, ale aj prv\u00e9 pranie s\u00fastrasti mu pripomenuli, \u017ee treba pripravi\u0165 pohreb a v\u0161etko okolo toho. Boles\u0165 sa mu zar\u00fdvala do srdca, ale napriek tomu sa musel vr\u00e1ti\u0165 do toho domu, pozna\u010den\u00e9ho smr\u0165ou. Celou cestou uva\u017eoval \u010do robi\u0165 a bolestne si uvedomil, \u017ee mu nem\u00e1 kto poradi\u0165. Nebol tu a predsa pred malou chv\u00ed\u013eou bol Tom s\u00fa\u010das\u0165ou jeho \u017eivota&#8230; A teraz u\u017e tam nepatr\u00ed. Na\u010do je \u017eivot, ke\u010f v jednom okamihu ho \u017eijeme a v \u010fal\u0161om sme u\u017e len minulos\u0165ou? Vo\u0161iel do Tomovej izby a pr\u00e1ve v tej chv\u00edli akoby po\u010dul jeho pokojn\u00fd hlas, ktor\u00fd mu hovor\u00ed, aby \u017eil \u010falej. Ve\u010f on sa m\u00e1 lep\u0161ie a \u010fakuje mu za kr\u00e1sne chv\u00edle. Ten hlas vlieval do jeho ubolenej du\u0161e balzam, ktor\u00fd potreboval, ale t\u00e1 chv\u00ed\u013ea bola kr\u00e1tka na to, aby ut\u00ed\u0161il boles\u0165 jeho umu\u010den\u00e9ho srdca&#8230;<\/div>\n<div>Po pohrebe sa \u0161iel prejs\u0165, pochm\u00farny de\u0148 Billa upokojoval, akoby pr\u00edroda s\u00facitila s n\u00edm. Za\u010dala pada\u0165 hmla, ktor\u00e1 zahalila jeho du\u0161u do bezodnej priepasti z\u00fafalstva, bolesti a samoty. Nemal u\u017e s\u00edl, aby ostal v tom dome. Zaka\u017ed\u00fdm tam pri\u0161la aj smr\u0165 vo svojom \u010diernom rub\u00e1\u0161i a pomaly sa silila z jeho sm\u00fatku a bolesti, po ka\u017edom jej odchode ostalo v \u0148om e\u0161te menej \u017eivota ale viac bolesti, ktor\u00e1 nahr\u00e1dzala v\u0161etko \u010do kedysi potreboval. Chu\u0165 \u017ei\u0165 sa stratila, ka\u017ed\u00e1 slza bola len voda, ktor\u00e1 tiekla z jeho pr\u00e1zdnych o\u010d\u00ed, ktor\u00e9 dlho nepoznali tak\u00fdto v\u00fdraz.<\/div>\n<div>Je to rok od Tomovej smrti a Billovi sa zd\u00e1, akoby len v\u010dera be\u017eal do tohto domu, aby sa presved\u010dil, \u017ee to nie je pravda. Bill len chcel zac\u00edti\u0165 Tomov dych na l\u00edci, posledn\u00fd raz ho pobozka\u0165 a rozl\u00fa\u010di\u0165 sa s n\u00edm. Nikto ho nedok\u00e1zal pochopi\u0165, ve\u010f pri\u0161iel o svoju l\u00e1sku, brata, kamar\u00e1ta a s n\u00edm odi\u0161la chu\u0165 \u017ei\u0165, ve\u010f len Tom ho dr\u017eal pri \u017eivote, len Tomova rados\u0165 dok\u00e1zala rozpr\u00fadi\u0165 chu\u0165 \u017ei\u0165 v Billov\u00fdch \u017eil\u00e1ch. A zrazu ostala pr\u00e1zdna izba a pr\u00e1zdne miesto v Billovom srdci. Jeho o\u010di videli len \u0161ed\u00fd svet, ktor\u00fd mu v\u0161etko dal a potom s krutos\u0165ou, ktorou sa vyzna\u010duje len on, aj zobral aby n\u00e1hodou nebol \u0161\u0165astn\u00fd. Slnko svietilo Billovi do tv\u00e1re, ale on nec\u00edtil teplo, ktor\u00e9 mal tak r\u00e1d, ke\u010f ved\u013ea neho sedel Tom. Postavil sa a nav\u017edy za sebou zavrel dvere domu, v ktorom poc\u00edtil obrovsk\u00fa l\u00e1sku, ale e\u0161te v\u00e4\u010d\u0161iu boles\u0165, len za to, \u017ee \u013e\u00fabil&#8230; A prijal na seba podobu pr\u00edzraku, ktor\u00fd je ods\u00faden\u00fd \u017ei\u0165 medzi \u013eu\u010fmi.<\/p>\n<p>autor: <strong>Marsi, Tynie<br \/><\/strong>betaread: <strong>Michelle M.<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>No&#8230; Toto je na\u0161a prv\u00e1 poviedka, d\u00fafam \u017ee si ju pre\u010d\u00edtate a okomentujete, aby sme vedeli, \u010di m\u00e1me v p\u00edsan\u00ed pokra\u010dova\u0165 \ud83d\ude42 &#8230;a hoci Bill kr\u00e1\u010dal tmavou ulicou c\u00edtil, ako jeho rados\u0165 pretrv\u00e1va a ni\u010d ju neskaz\u00ed, nevedel a nikdy ho ani<\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a class=\"myButt \" href=\"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/03\/23\/prizrak\/\">Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[45],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19348","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ff-jednodilky"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19348","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19348"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19348\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19348"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19348"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19348"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}