It was on a hot spring day that he woke up.
The snow melting and penetrating the ground thus reaching him.
From a small, tight shell he desperately took advantage of every bit of liquid left at his reach.
After drinking, he felt too strong and too big for the skin.
Soon, he broke it in two and for the first time experienced the light, the wind, and the great mother earth.
He wanted more, he wanted to grab the light to scorch the earth and protect himself from the wind.
To embrace the earth, he penetrated its roots in it, deep down to the underground rivers, and under the great rocks.
To catch every ray of light he encountered, he stretched out its branches and raised its leaves.
Over time, he gained a shell to protect himself from the wind.
One day, a lumberjack came to the pine forest and fell in love with its long leaves, slender branches, robust trunk, and long roots.
The woodcutter started to visit the pine every day.
During the summer droughts he supplied him with water, during the spring he brought bees to pollinate his flowers, during the autumn he fertilized his land so that he had the strength to survive in the winter, during this, he covered his roots with forage so that they would not freeze.
After many years the man became old and the pine became the largest and most beautiful of the entire forest.
In beautiful autumn, when the pine tree had already given flowers and pine cones, the woodcutter came with his children to visit the pine tree.
They did not bring buckets of water or fodder, bees, or compost.
They brought huge saws that they normally used to prune the pine.
The pine did not like the saws, but after a while, he had learned that pruning made him stronger, so he relaxed and waited for the saw.
The woodcutter started to cut the pine cover with his children but did not stop there as usual. The pine trusted the woodcutter and closed his eyes falling into a deep sleep in the hope of avoiding the pain. The woodcutters arrived at the trunk and spread his sap on the ground, cut his body in half, separated his roots from their beautiful leaves, so the pine tree died.
The last thing he saw, his leaves were falling, and he heard his body thud against the forest floor, which never felt as cold as it did at that moment.
If there's something I don't understand in big cities, this is the night.For most people, this scene looks very natural.
It was a dirty, dark alley.It had no doors, no windows, or led anywhere.
The mountain is called Despair, so why would a man in his right mind climb to the top, where the lost causes live?The mountains are usually cold and dark.
Once upon a time, a long time ago on the island of Kreg, a boy suddenly appeared inside an earl's castle without any guards noticing.The boy did not speak any known language and dressed in an extremely old-fashioned way, even for the time. With the thought that he was an envoy of the gods or a wizard, Count Walford of Kreg raised him as his own son and named him Nabee de Kreg.After a while Nabee was no different than any other boy, if not for the countless stories he had to tell, and that they became true! The most famous of them is also the only one that was not a prophecy, but only a tale about a distant past. It took place in fields of unimaginable beauty and mountains larger than any on earth. It was Theia's magical world. And that was a fairy tale.A fairy the size of a small child with skin as pale as snow, red hair as fire, and green eyes as forests. Dressed in the finest white dress, woven with cobwebs.Born from Theia's warm insides, she came as her messenger, prophet, and me
His skin is white.It looks soft, but it shatters easily.
In the big colorless city many people did not have much money. Boys who were naughty with their parents would end up like the rain boy. It was said that the rain boy had been very bad with his parents and one day his parents left him outside on a stormy day. No one offered shelter to the evil boy. In order not to freeze, the boy moved his arms and legs. Moved throughout the night, but the storm continued throughout the day and no one sheltered him. He continued to move, jump, and shake. Until his arms and legs fell. When his head fell, he also died.
There were two powerful wizards, but also very snobbish and cruel. They were the family of Jo's Wizards. They lived in a mansion surrounded by a magical forest. One day, a group of good wizards decides to end Jo's wizards' reign of terror. They catch Jo's wizards off guard and cast a spell on cruel wizards that would make them silly forever.They stayed crazy, talking in riddles not understanding each other and always happy.In their nonsense, the magicians applied for an exchange student program and receive very problematic adolescent triplets at home. However problematic and cruel the triplets may be, they cannot be more problematic than the magicians. They were about to ask to come home when chocolate drops start to rain in the garden. They talk to each other and decide to stay and see what that was like. The next day the fallen leaves turn into cookies. The magicians said there was a magical animal in the garden that fulfilled wishes.The triplets then decid
So how should I begin? Well, let's just write the basics for now.It happened in the sixth week of the war. Castela was at its peak, victory seemed to be in their hands, we conquered a new city every day. That meant, of course, that the other side was being slaughtered.