{"id":7255,"date":"2011-12-19T14:00:00","date_gmt":"2011-12-19T13:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=7236"},"modified":"2011-12-19T14:00:00","modified_gmt":"2011-12-19T13:00:00","slug":"cizinec-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2011\/12\/19\/cizinec-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Cizinec 2."},"content":{"rendered":"
autor: Helie<\/strong><\/div>\n

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Ztichlou p\u0159\u00edrodu Broken Manor oz\u00e1\u0159ily slune\u010dn\u00ed paprsky. Odr\u00e1\u017eely se v kapk\u00e1ch rosy, kter\u00e9 se t\u0159pytily na st\u00e9blech tr\u00e1vy a d\u011blaly z pavu\u010din p\u016fsobiv\u00e9 \u0159et\u011bzce perel. P\u0159\u00edroda se pomalu probouzela k \u017eivotu, pt\u00e1ci za\u010dali \u0161t\u011bbetat v korun\u00e1ch strom\u016f, zahrada pomalu o\u017e\u00edvala zv\u00ed\u0159ec\u00edm \u017eivotem. Zav\u0159en\u00e9 o\u010di cop\u00e1nkat\u00e9ho chlapce se za\u010daly probouzet spolu s p\u0159\u00edrodou. Nakr\u010dil \u010delo, jak se sna\u017eil nepodlehnout slune\u010dn\u00edmu vlivu a udr\u017eet si v mysli sen. Nazloben\u011b otev\u0159el o\u010di, kdy\u017e se mu p\u016fvabn\u00e1 tv\u00e1\u0159 chlapce za\u010dala rozmaz\u00e1vat. Pes le\u017e\u00edc\u00ed na posteli vedle n\u011bj popla\u0161en\u011b zvedl hlavu, kdy\u017e se Tom vymr\u0161til do sedu. Chv\u00edli nep\u0159\u00edtomn\u011b z\u00edral p\u0159ed sebe, dokud se nev\u0161iml Scottyho p\u0159ekvapen\u00e9ho pohledu.<\/div>\n
„To je v po\u0159\u00e1dku, kamar\u00e1de. Klidn\u011b d\u00e1l spi,“ zamumlal a pohladil ho mezi u\u0161ima. Scotty se spokojen\u011b poddal jeho dotek\u016fm. Brzy zase zav\u0159el o\u010di a slo\u017eil hlavu na dlouh\u00e9 tlapy.<\/p>\n

Tom si povzdechl, p\u0159estal drbat Scottyho a vylezl z postele. P\u0159e\u0161el ke sk\u0159\u00edni a vyt\u00e1hl z n\u00ed n\u011bjak\u00e9 oble\u010den\u00ed. Rychle ho na sebe nat\u00e1hl a opustil pokoj. Scottyho nechal okupovat jeho postel. Pro\u0161el obydlenou \u010d\u00e1st\u00ed Broken Manor, kolem mat\u010din\u00fdch pokoj\u016f a\u017e ke kuchyni, po kter\u00e9 zoufale tou\u017eil jeho \u017ealudek.<\/div>\n

„Dobr\u00e9 r\u00e1no, Tomi,“ pozdravila ho jeho m\u00e1ma, kter\u00e1 zrovna p\u0159i\u0161la ze zahrady. V hn\u011bd\u00fdch vlasech se j\u00ed t\u0159pytily kapi\u010dky rosy.<\/div>\n
„Dobr\u00e9,“ odpov\u011bd\u011bl a dochystal si sn\u00eddani. Zasedl k j\u00eddeln\u00edmu stolu. Simone si sedla naproti n\u011bmu a chv\u00edli na n\u011bj koukala.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
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„Dnes ve\u010der odj\u00ed\u017ed\u00edm do Lond\u00fdna,“ prohodila skoro a\u017e konverza\u010dn\u011b. Tom zvedl pohled od sv\u00e9 sn\u00eddan\u011b.<\/div>\n
„Zase sama?“<\/div>\n
„Ano,“ odpov\u011bd\u011bla smutn\u011b Simone. „S\u00e1m v\u00ed\u0161, \u017ee n\u011bkdo mus\u00ed na Broken Manor z\u016fstat, aby ho n\u011bkdo nevykradl. Nezapom\u00ednej, \u017ee tady u\u017e nejsme v mal\u00e9m byt\u011b v N\u011bmecku…“<\/div>\n
„J\u00e1 v\u00edm, mami,“ zabru\u010del Tom. Tak r\u00e1d by se zase jednou pod\u00edval do centra britsk\u00e9ho d\u011bn\u00ed, ale to mu bylo prost\u011b zak\u00e1z\u00e1no. Musel hl\u00eddat panstv\u00ed, kdy\u017e m\u00e1ma odj\u00ed\u017ed\u011bla.<\/div>\n
„Chci naj\u00edt n\u011bkoho, kdo by byl ochotn\u00fd pomoci mi s rekonstrukc\u00ed ch\u00e1traj\u00edc\u00edho prav\u00e9ho k\u0159\u00eddla budovy. Chci tam z\u0159\u00eddit hotel, nebo alespo\u0148 ubytovnu. Nel\u00edb\u00ed se mi, kdy\u017e je m\u00edsto m\u00e9ho d\u011btstv\u00ed takhle opu\u0161t\u011bn\u00e9. Kdy\u017e jsem byla d\u00edt\u011b, v\u0161echno tu \u017eilo. Nikdy nebyla jedin\u00e1 \u010d\u00e1st Broken Manor neos\u00eddlen\u00e1.“<\/div>\n
„To proto, \u017ee m\u011bl d\u011bda stovky sluh\u016f,“ zabrblal Tom. Tuhle poh\u00e1dku o p\u0159ekr\u00e1sn\u00e9m d\u011btstv\u00ed znal a\u017e moc dob\u0159e. Mo\u017en\u00e1 kdyby i on s\u00e1m vyr\u016fstal na zelen\u00fdch pl\u00e1n\u00edch Anglie, m\u011bl by to tu rad\u0161i. Nedok\u00e1zal se p\u0159inutit, aby mu zch\u00e1tral\u00e9 panstv\u00ed p\u0159irostlo k srdci.<\/p>\n

„Tome, vr\u00e1t\u00edm se brzy, slibuji. Tak do t\u00fddne budu zp\u00e1tky,“ sl\u00edbila Simone a Tom zrudl vztekem.<\/div>\n

„Do t\u00fddne?! Bude\u0161 pry\u010d cel\u00fd t\u00fdden?! To si d\u011bl\u00e1\u0161 legraci, ne?!“ zvolal pobou\u0159en\u011b. Prudce vstal od stolu, a\u017e p\u0159evr\u00e1til \u017eidli, na kter\u00e9 p\u0159edt\u00edm sed\u011bl. Nechal ji le\u017eet na kamenn\u00e9 podlaze, na stole nechal rozjedenou sn\u00eddani. Rychle opustil p\u0159es terasu pokoj. Vyb\u011bhl do zahrady jako smysl\u016f zbaven\u00fd, ut\u00edkal n\u011bkam do nitra par\u010d\u00edku. Tam klesl na kolena u jednoho z jez\u00edrek. Z\u00edral na sebe do neposkvrn\u011bn\u00e9 vodn\u00ed hladiny, zkoumal svoje rysy. Znovu za\u010dal rudnout, tentokr\u00e1t vztekem na sebe. Prokl\u00e1l sv\u016fj odraz na hladin\u011b vlastn\u00ed rukou a hlasit\u011b vzlykl. Pozvedl hlavu, d\u00edval se na druh\u00fd b\u0159eh jez\u00edrka, kde ve snu vid\u011bl bezvl\u00e1dn\u00e9 chlapeck\u00e9 t\u011blo.<\/div>\n
„Jsem bl\u00e1zen, chov\u00e1m se jako bl\u00e1zen, p\u0159em\u00fd\u0161l\u00edm jako bl\u00e1zen. Cel\u00e1 Anglie nen\u00ed nic v\u00edc ne\u017e bl\u00e1znovstv\u00ed!“ k\u0159i\u010del na sebe do vodn\u00ed hladiny, ale u\u017e nemyslel na mat\u010din odjezd. Vracel se zp\u00e1tky k no\u010dn\u00edmu p\u0159\u00edb\u011bhu. K bezvl\u00e1dn\u00e9mu t\u011blu se sametovou poko\u017ekou a \u010dokol\u00e1dov\u011b hn\u011bd\u00fdma o\u010dima.<\/p>\n

„Bl\u00e1znovstv\u00ed,“ za\u0161eptal a zvedl se ze st\u00e1le je\u0161t\u011b rosou pokropen\u00e9 tr\u00e1vy. P\u0159em\u00fd\u0161lel, kde str\u00e1v\u00ed sv\u016fj den. Necht\u011bl se vracet do Broken Manor, necht\u011bl \u010delit p\u0159\u00edsn\u00e9mu pohledu matky, kter\u00e1 vlastn\u011b za jeho \u0161\u00edlenstv\u00ed v\u016fbec nem\u016f\u017ee. Mohla za to ta neust\u00e1l\u00e1 samota, kter\u00e1 jejich panstv\u00ed su\u017eovala. Tom si p\u0159\u00e1l vr\u00e1tit se do N\u011bmecka, kde na n\u011b ka\u017edou chv\u00edli hu\u010del soused, kdykoli si v\u00edc nahlas pustil hudbu.<\/p>\n

Bezmy\u0161lenkovit\u011b se poflakoval par\u010d\u00edkem, s\u00e1m a nik\u00fdm nevid\u011bn, dokud nezabloudil k prav\u00e9mu k\u0159\u00eddlu s\u00eddla. Dlouho tam nebyl. Vlastn\u011b tam nebyl od t\u00e9 doby, co se na Broken Manor p\u0159est\u011bhovali. Nest\u00e1l o zkoum\u00e1n\u00ed dal\u0161\u00edch \u010d\u00e1st\u00ed s\u00eddla, sta\u010dilo mu to m\u00e1lo, kter\u00e9 m\u011bli zabydlen\u00e9. Ob\u011b k\u0159\u00eddla budovy m\u011bla vlastn\u00ed vchod. Obez\u0159etn\u011b p\u0159e\u0161el ke star\u00fdm d\u0159ev\u011bn\u00fdm dve\u0159\u00edm, zanesen\u00fdm pavu\u010dinami a prachem. Ot\u0159el z kousku dve\u0159\u00ed nepo\u0159\u00e1dek. V m\u00edst\u011b, kde p\u0159ejel rukou, se objevil star\u00fd m\u011bd\u011bn\u00fd obr\u00e1zek and\u011bla. M\u011bl sepnut\u00e9 ruce nata\u017een\u00e9 k nebi a velk\u00e1 k\u0159\u00eddla. Musel obdivovat preciznost, s jakou byl and\u011bl do m\u011bd\u011bn\u00e9 desti\u010dky vyryt.<\/p>\n

Tom opatrn\u011b zatla\u010dil do dve\u0159\u00ed, kter\u00e9 se s hlasit\u00fdm zask\u0159\u00edp\u011bn\u00edm pootev\u0159ely. P\u0159ipadal si jako v n\u011bjak\u00e9m b\u00e9\u010dkov\u00e9m hororu. V\u0161ude kolem se povaloval prach, pavu\u010diny a star\u00fd n\u00e1bytek, na kter\u00fd se nejsp\u00ed\u0161 po smrti jeho d\u011bde\u010dka zapomn\u011blo. Proch\u00e1zel pr\u00e1zdnotou prav\u00e9ho k\u0159\u00eddla Broken Manor, st\u00e1le ostra\u017eit\u00fd, jako by se mu tu mohlo n\u011bco st\u00e1t. Nikdo tu nebyl, t\u00edm si byl jist\u00fd, ale stra\u0161ideln\u00e9 prost\u0159ed\u00ed negativn\u011b p\u016fsobilo na jeho psychiku. Zastavil p\u0159ed dve\u0159mi, kter\u00e9 se tolik li\u0161ily od ostatn\u00edch v zapr\u00e1\u0161en\u00e9 chodb\u011b. V\u0161echny dve\u0159e byly klasicky hn\u011bd\u00e9, pouze tyhle byly sn\u011bhov\u011b b\u00edl\u00e9. Zatla\u010dil na kliku a dve\u0159e se bez jedin\u00e9ho zvuku ochotn\u011b otev\u0159ely. Ve\u0161el do pln\u011b vybaven\u00e9 m\u00edstnosti. V rohu st\u00e1la postel s nebesy a pod\u00e9l zd\u00ed p\u00e1r b\u00edl\u00fdch sk\u0159\u00edn\u00ed. Vedle dve\u0159\u00ed st\u00e1l mal\u00fd pr\u00e1deln\u00edk, nad n\u00edm visel obraz. Ten jedin\u00fd byl zapr\u00e1\u0161en\u00fd.<\/p>\n

Tomovi p\u0159i\u0161lo, jako by tenhle pokoj n\u011bkdo pravideln\u011b nav\u0161t\u011bvoval, jinak by p\u0159ece nemohl b\u00fdt tak zachoval\u00fd. P\u0159it\u00e1hl si k pr\u00e1deln\u00edku \u017eidli a vylezl k obrazu. Ruk\u00e1vem mikiny set\u0159el prach a pavu\u010diny z pomalovan\u00e9ho pl\u00e1tna. Slezl dol\u016f, aby si obraz po\u0159\u00e1dn\u011b prohl\u00e9dl a zalapal po dechu, kdy\u017e se zad\u00edval do temn\u011b \u010dokol\u00e1dov\u00fdch o\u010d\u00ed, kter\u00e9 znal ze sv\u00e9ho snu.<\/p>\n

Chlapec na obr\u00e1zku vypadal skute\u010dn\u011b jako d\u00edvka. O\u010di m\u011bl or\u00e1movan\u00e9 \u010dernou linkou, kter\u00e1 zv\u00fdraz\u0148ovala jejich omamnou hloubku, havran\u00ed vlasy m\u011bl sepnut\u00e9 do drdolu, ze kter\u00e9ho ut\u00edkalo jen p\u00e1r m\u00edrn\u011b pokroucen\u00fdch pram\u00ednk\u016f. Do \u010dela mu padala perle\u0165ov\u00e1 slzi\u010dka, p\u0159ipevn\u011bn\u00e1 ke st\u0159\u00edbrn\u00e9 \u010delence, kter\u00e1 dominovala chlapcov\u011b \u00fa\u010desu.<\/p>\n

Kdyby Tom nev\u011bd\u011bl, \u017ee je to skute\u010dn\u011b chlapec, myslel by si, \u017ee hez\u010d\u00ed d\u00edvku v \u017eivot\u011b nevid\u011bl…<\/p>\n

autor: Helie<\/strong><\/div>\n

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autor: Helie Ztichlou p\u0159\u00edrodu Broken Manor oz\u00e1\u0159ily slune\u010dn\u00ed paprsky. Odr\u00e1\u017eely se v kapk\u00e1ch rosy, kter\u00e9 se t\u0159pytily na st\u00e9blech tr\u00e1vy a d\u011blaly z pavu\u010din p\u016fsobiv\u00e9 \u0159et\u011bzce perel. P\u0159\u00edroda se pomalu probouzela k \u017eivotu, pt\u00e1ci za\u010dali \u0161t\u011bbetat v korun\u00e1ch strom\u016f, zahrada pomalu o\u017e\u00edvala<\/p>\n

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