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Era frumos…frumos ca umbra unui vis
Rownd up the shadow’s dream said she whyle lieing down the back middle of a hidden forest shelter. Whole nature stopped back grownd activity to guard her like as a well hidden sultan secret dungeon key. Waves of heat crossed her mind so she started feeling warm, focused just on the little shinning sparks floating all arownd the green grass. All the sudden, rain drops flew from the frosty sky. Lonlyness made her step ahead and loose back the shelter.. Her senses wispered to go deeply in the cold rain.Her eyes turned into wild spark. She looked like performing the first pair of steps woman ever tried. Next second she was dancing like no tomorrow. It was a sort of society dance world never saw before… Some kind of strange noise ten feet high like in above the sky made her stop. Heart started beating like crazy. - Hey! Hey! Asked she. - Hey! Hey! Answered the forest ecco. Nobody… still she could feel a strange presence. When she turned to the initial place her eyes met another pair of hunting wolv. ….she was not alone! - Oh… what do u know! I thought I was alone in here but yet seems like my intuition went wrong somehow. Said he and then gazed into assuranced, willing to make her ashamed. - What are u ? asked she. I never saw something like u before and now I’m trying to figure out if I ever heard such kind of animal roaring in your way before. - That is not a roar, laughed he sarcasticly. It’s just speaking dear… When you don’t want to use the power of mind u use that kind of speaking. It’s noisilly and primitive but that’s what human being like most. And well we’re human being which makes us acording to my calculation same spece. From that moment they decided to change the primitive way of speaking and used the power of mind less noisilly cos they were supreme beings smarter then every sorrownding thing they sobordinated. When they didn’t work, prefered lieing down the grownd analysing the sky… sometimes her hand reached a perfect shapped apple they couldn’t eat. One day she picked it and gaved it to him. - Take it… said she and he took it. Started looking at the apple for a second and finally bited. The feeling was heavy. - Adam ! Adam ! heard he. Why Adam? The two of u were my highest creation. - Eve! Why Eve… only thing u and Adam couldn’t do is pick the Guilt fruit. - I’m dissapointed! Stillness covered the hidden forest. No rain drop for centuries.
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