Two days ago a great and very close friend of mine was hit by a speeding car on the sidewalk at 4 a.m. She took severe injuries on the back of her head and later died on the operating table due to internal bleeding and liver stopping. We had a pagan black metal project (i don't want to reveal its name) and she was the person with more "feeling" i've ever met. She was going to Wacken with me and actually helped me posting some threads in here. She was the victim of a racial attack, since she worked at the Frontiers and Foreigners Service (Serviço de Estrangeiros & Fronteiras) and was recently a part of a gang of illegal people from Angola was arrested. How strange that can be on a country known by its internal, yet silent, racism... Regarding her as almost my sister, this is but the slightest action I am taking to honour her name. Grief and anger will thrive me to avenge her fatal misfortune. Shouting to a thousand Gods, I ask for them to lead her soul to a place where she can see me fight bravely for our common beliefs. You will live eternally through me, flowing with haste in my veins... ANGER, SCORN ANG HATRED Anna (a.k.a. Valkyrie) 1979-2002 R.I.P.