It was then that the mirror if anuviou A candy has perfumed of lavender took account of the room, waking up Hermes that slept. – You that you have the name of the god of> extending the enluvada hand to it. While it projected its hand for is of the mirror, all the room was taken by a bluish fog, that smelled the French essences. I smell it old made with that Hermes if remembered its grandmother and this souvenir gave security to it. The room all was illuminated in blue and gold. Hermes penetrates in the mirror, walking fascinated by the flaring appearance. Of the other side of the mirror, it is in the same room, 130 years behind: a paradise of veludos and satins. The same bed, very great, all the grooving, full of angels satin sheets and, on them, peignoir rebordado with ostrich pens, rest to the side of a black fan.
It wants to speak and he cannot Already he is not more owner of its will. Only it exists, and more nothing! Everything turns to its redor It unbuttons its dress They lie down themselves – Good day love! It slept well? – I slept yes, Mari! you? During one week the ritual stranger if repeated sinhazinha sinhazinha became one accumulated of meat decomposed and bones! Untied it a horror shout It was become free of the enchantment. – Hermes, I walked reading on this house. It had old periodicals, kept here and there. – What it discovered? – I read in columns of fofocas on the trip of the baron and the baroness and the purchase of this Saint-Gobain! They had spent very, but it had shares, corporate assets -> of the aristocracy of the tropics says of eccentricities, when in visit to the Europe only sees Le Baron Pardon the baron of for example, visited all the antiqurios of our capital, if not contenting until finding, by chance in an old hotel, a mirror Saint-Gobain.