Do not give up the dignity that is a little poisonous ā¦ A huge golden circle floated in the sky above the coconut groves. It's cool light spread across the ocean. No noise in town. The venue was abuzz with excitement. A solitary silence filled the sand dunes. Sylvie was sitting on the sand dune waiting for Dasan.
Beyond the huts, the Mother Temple, and the grove of whips, she watched the clouds pile up in the sky. The horizon clouds shone in the bright light without taking his eyes off it. Lightning flags crawled like light snakes over the piles of clouds.
They branched out like twigs. The clouds flowed down the slope like flames. Dasan came out of his hut as if millions of lightning bolts were nesting in the sky, and suddenly a bolt of lightning appeared to her as she opened the nest and crawled out for a second and then returned to the nest.
Leaning against the door, he stood in the yard with his shirt on Bent above the elbow. He climbed the mound without a sound. When he saw the moon and Sylvie frozen in the canopy behind it, he wondered if he would be expelled if he did not go to the trade union.
He cleared his throat, deciding, "Let's hear it now!" Kamalus' deafening voice was heard below like a fox howl. Dasan returned, muttering, "pisasu !" Kamalus and Walter were running after him. "Do you know hey?" "Kamalus shouted." Why not? Whoa! Dasan shouted with a mustard. "" sure! "Sylvie jumped up and down. She could not bear the joy.
Dasan was happier than that." Michael is dead! "He spread both hands and shouted. 'Aha, that's right, Michael is dead!" Walter exclaimed. Dasan eagerly grabbed his hair and shook it. "tell me! Let's say "Sylvie's eyes blazed like stars"! Did you buy us four bottles of misery? "Kamalus Bighu do it ." give you tell me ! "
"Michelle is trapped" "How?" "... You still do not know? John's gift is not greedy, he asked; Father's grandson Dr. we are went and dragged Michael himself!" Kamalus jumped on Dasan and stabbed him in the back. How short will our population be? Sylvie's face turned pale.
Her mouth split open in shock. Squeezing her chest with both hands, she said, āgod! "Birth?" Dasan was in a hurry. "Do you agree?" "Will you let go?" The next MLA. Me, ha ha ha ..! Come on, two. See what's going on stage, "I do not agree. I do not agree." Sylvie lamented.
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