The Unveiled Soul
They were all walking down a path, right in the woods, where there were too many birds and squirrels running around. The symphony of nature was as mesmerizing as ever, taking away all the anxiety and worry. And even every sound of a broken branch was full of mystery and something beautiful. It was as if something magical lived in the forest itself, something reminiscent of childhood. Adelard, with his hands in his pockets, moving lightly and slowly, looked up at the clear sky. And Armand, too, in Tilda's arms, was looking up at the sky.
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