Accidentaly posted before time. Expect it to come soon nonetheless           Oh, my son, now, let me tell you a history... no... no... it's not a history. . . well... actually, take a seat, here, with me, young fella'. The weight of my bones already haunt my thin flesh. Standing on two feet is a trouble as I feel something on my throat every second that I speak. I have lived through a century already, and for my fragile figure, all that is decent and remains is