The days passed, little by little, the rain stopped and the cold was disappearing. The river flow increased by the minute, due to the heat provided by the sun melted the ice formed during the winter. The birds singing melodies embodied coveted, flowers painted every corner of the field with their colors. Shoots in the trees announced the spring.
felt a shudder that ran through the spring and was by his side, tried to smile but his face is not allowed, since repeated himself over and over again ... ... ...
- I corresponds sorry deep inside me, Truth has only one road and I turn back.
look forward and found a field of beautiful purple flowers.
"My color," she cried with me I'm taking them without taking life, that tearing the worthless die ...
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