and it was raining so hard that the sky become yellow, and the stars were hidden behind the curtains of ice and smoke.
left for a winery not so far away
in a carriage filled with people that admire you and most probably some days don't like you. As it is normal.
that night the sky reunited with the God of Thunder. And they danced and sang all night. And my thought was with you. To return well, for you need to be as you are.
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