She smelled like vanilla, her voice was sweet. Their eyes met, and he fell in love. Alluring scent of vanilla turned him into a zombie. He was fascinated, but she was cold. Playfully smiling at him, she passed. He knew her name, she had to…
Аnd there was a May. And there was a morning. Flowers blossomed, only Mari was sad. There was no happiness. She was lonely and all the time cried. Also there lived in the village a magician to whom she went to find happiness. The magician…
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