<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166</id><updated>2011-11-28T01:55:10.207+02:00</updated><title type='text'>aniramanid</title><subtitle type='html'>...blogul pentru cititori...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-8473281052142578197</id><published>2008-08-02T09:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:40:35.551+03:00</updated><title type='text'>VIII...</title><summary type='text'>-Ah, Kumi, aici erai! zise Yukari cu o voce care ar fi facut si pe cel mai neinfricat razboinic sa inghete.Kumi reusi sa il priveasca cu un ochi si il vazu mai mare ca niciodata. Ar fi vrut sa vorbeasca, sa gaseasca macar o scuza ridicola gen "Am venit sa ii aduc apa", sa isi justifice in vr-un fel prezenta lui acolo, dar Yukari nu ii dadu timp.-Tocmai pe tine te cautam! zise pe acelas ton.-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/8473281052142578197/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370770793544659166&amp;postID=8473281052142578197' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/8473281052142578197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/8473281052142578197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/08/viii.html' title='VIII...'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-104886302473096405</id><published>2008-08-02T08:50:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T09:08:37.946+03:00</updated><title type='text'>VII...</title><summary type='text'>Frank si John veneau calm, vrand sa lase impresia unei plimbari. Dar chiar si un ochi neantrenat putea vedea praful de pe hainele lor si jacheta de pe mana lui Frank, pe care o tinea suspect de incordata.-E totul in regula, domnilor? ii opri Kumi.Frank ar fi vrut sa ii raspunda in alt fel, dara afisa o grimasa in loc de un zambet cum ar fi vrut.-Da, da multumim, raspunse repede si plecara spre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/104886302473096405/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370770793544659166&amp;postID=104886302473096405' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/104886302473096405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/104886302473096405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/08/vii.html' title='VII...'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-5366006749004442828</id><published>2008-07-27T16:12:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T16:24:19.027+03:00</updated><title type='text'>VI...</title><summary type='text'>Nu se pierde cu firea si cat ai clipi, sare inapoi in picioare si cu o lovitura scurta, il opreste pe John, un alt american, care se indrepta spre ea cu cine stie ce intentii. Il vede apoi si pe Frank care se apropia ca o felina. Se freaca la cap in semn de "Of, Doamne!" si isi pune mainile in sold, incercand sa para deloc speriata si foarte impasibila. -Of, Dumnezeule, cat mai ai de gand sa ma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/5366006749004442828/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370770793544659166&amp;postID=5366006749004442828' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/5366006749004442828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/5366006749004442828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/07/vi.html' title='VI...'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-6588343382286989404</id><published>2008-07-18T21:47:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:13:52.754+03:00</updated><title type='text'>V..(parca)</title><summary type='text'>Nu mai primi nici un raspuns caci Erin incepu sa vada totul in alb si negru si Natasha piere intr-un fum gros, apoi aude vocea nervoasa a lui Yukari.-Ti-am spus sa nu lasi pe nimeni inauntru!...Erin clipeste rapid de cateva ori ca si cand i-ar fi intrat ceva in ochi, si revine in cort unde Sha'im tocmai intra acompaniat de pustanul care avea datoria sa pazeasca si sa se asigure ca nimeni nu ii va</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/6588343382286989404/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370770793544659166&amp;postID=6588343382286989404' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/6588343382286989404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/6588343382286989404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/07/nu-mai-primi-nici-un-raspuns-caci-erin.html' title='V..(parca)'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-6275839625364167375</id><published>2008-06-25T00:32:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:36:37.509+03:00</updated><title type='text'>IV (doar un pic)</title><summary type='text'>In acelas timp, pe plaja, Natasha se razgandi si se duce dupa sora ei in apa. O zareste de la distanta si se amuza pe seama ei cand o vede cat de pierduta se uita in jur si cum tresare de cate ori vr-un om trece pe langa ea. "Ce-o mai fi in capul ei acum?" rase Natasha si stiga la ea. Numai ca Erin de aici nu era Erin. Era adevarata Keen Ya, care era foarte bulversata si speriata de tot din jurul</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/6275839625364167375/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370770793544659166&amp;postID=6275839625364167375' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/6275839625364167375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/6275839625364167375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/06/iv-doar-un-pic.html' title='IV (doar un pic)'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-2026610434161589781</id><published>2008-06-14T14:52:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T15:01:41.325+03:00</updated><title type='text'>III...</title><summary type='text'>Dupa o asemenea noapte zbuciumata, Erin si Natasha erau ca niste zombi. Nici una nu vorbea despre visul sau desi simteau ca ceva nu era in regula. Ajung pe plaja si se opresc in dreptul unor sezlonguri. Isi intind prosoapele si Natasha se aseaza in timp ce Erin ramane in picioare, nemiscata, privind in jos.-Ce-i? o intreba Natasha incercand sa vada ce o uimise intr-atat pe sora ei.-Tu ai adus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/2026610434161589781/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370770793544659166&amp;postID=2026610434161589781' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/2026610434161589781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/2026610434161589781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/06/iii.html' title='III...'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-6011955753723118204</id><published>2008-06-09T15:49:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:53:53.182+03:00</updated><title type='text'>II...</title><summary type='text'>Glasul Natashei se aude din toate partile:-Erin! ...Erin...Erin era intinsa in pat si nu reactiona la strigatele surorii sale, asa ca o prinde de umeri si o scutura bine.-Eeeriiiiiiin....Erin se trezeste brusc si o loveste pe Natasha peste maini, indepartand-o, apoi contiua sa se lupte cu aerul.-Ce? ce-i?... Unde-i?...-Ho! ...hooooo!!...opreste-te! incerca Natasha sa o calmeze cautandu-i mainile </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/6011955753723118204/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370770793544659166&amp;postID=6011955753723118204' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/6011955753723118204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/6011955753723118204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/06/ii.html' title='II...'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-5790386169244258888</id><published>2008-06-02T10:57:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T13:01:09.653+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Intoarcerea la Inocenta</title><summary type='text'>O zi superba de plaja. Soarele stralucea asupra sutelor de oameni incinsi de pe malurile Marii Mediteraneene.-Auzi, dar unde-s mami si tati?-Habar n-am, ii raspunse sora sa fara sa-si deranjeze palaria care ii acoperea fata. Ofteaza si se ridica in capul oaselor. Parul sau negru ii cade liber peste fata si p spate, scapat de sub stramtoarea palariei.-Auzi, Nati, totusi imi explici si mie de ce la</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/5790386169244258888/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370770793544659166&amp;postID=5790386169244258888' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/5790386169244258888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/5790386169244258888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/06/intoarcerea-la-inocenta.html' title='Intoarcerea la Inocenta'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-2148855292044586804</id><published>2008-05-31T17:49:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:03:05.474+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunt(eti) gata?</title><summary type='text'>OK, luni voi inepe primul proiect. :D Deja am pus coloana sonora care ar trebui sa va introduca in lumea pe care voi incerca sa o prezint.Am mai mari emotii decat am avut in prima zi de scoala :D Nu vreau decat sa va rog sa fiti indulgenti cu mine :P Nu am mai scris sub forma de roman de vreo 10 ani (de la 14-15 ani scriu numai scenarii pentru consursuri) si acum o sa imi fie un pic greu.... sa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/2148855292044586804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/2148855292044586804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunteti-gata.html' title='Sunt(eti) gata?'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8370770793544659166.post-8789758972508467886</id><published>2008-05-28T02:15:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T14:16:51.767+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In loc de cuvant inainte...</title><summary type='text'>Dupa cum am spus la sectiunea Despre mine, intentionez sa fac acest blog un ...serial. Cine spune ca nu pot? Cine poate sa dea o definitie pentru blog?Blog: un loc in care iti poti expune ideile si le poti face cunoscute...Pai... cam asta caut eu. La inceput am vrut sa-mi fac site dar am renuntat... cel putin pentru un moment la aceasta idee. Mi se pare mai firesc acum sa incep asa... din cauza </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/feeds/8789758972508467886/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8370770793544659166&amp;postID=8789758972508467886' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/8789758972508467886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8370770793544659166/posts/default/8789758972508467886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aniramanid.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-loc-de-cuvant-inainte.html' title='In loc de cuvant inainte...'/><author><name>aniramanid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557525689005698117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
