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There is a swallow, not like any other swallow. Herwww.onedoor.cc longing eyes are a mixture of wisdom and sorrow. Her wings carry her to explore the world. She has relatives all over the world and the ages. One day, she sees a wonderful princess in her balcony bitterly crying as if she were a prison in her wonderful place. The young lady wears a blue, gold silk beaded dress like a fairy tale princess. The swallow hears her singing in a melancholic tone:” How miserable I am! I need someone to be with me. I need someone to listen to me.” The wise sparrow has a heart of gold and decides to help the dis...
Damian, the white stork and his first migration.
Damian, the white stork and his first migration.In a Polish village, on a clear and beautiful Spring morning, two young girls are gazing out of their window from the eleventh floor when they notice a big nest built by a pair of white storks on top of a sycamore tree down below, not far from their building. They are pleasantly surprised when they see four small chicks in the nest, waiting for their parents to come feed them. The girls know that the chicks make a mew sound to beg for food and that's what they must be doing. The girls quickly grab their binoculars and take a close look at the nes...
Flames to Love
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I was totally confused and didn't know what to do at the moment. The smokey cloud covered my view. I had a very bad feeling about my trip to Huacachina if only I had listened to my instincts, the story would have been a different experience. As I inhaled the thick smoke down my nostrils, I feared the worse. Jose! Jose! I cried for the concierge who was a Spanish guy. A very humble inpidual. I could hear him cough as he tried to find me in the (tinieblas) also known as darkness. At this moment all I could do was whisper the Lord's prayer t...
never ending story
I’m Klepetan and you may have never heard of me, it doesn’t even matter, now I’m going to tell you my story.I am a stork and I do not bring children as many people say, I just live an ordinary family life. Like so many other storks. Maybe now is the time to hear what I want to tell you, because I’m pretty old. Just last year I thought it was over, but here it wasn’t so I got another chance to get back to my nest.But this whole story of mine would make no sense if there was no Malena. Now you wonder who she is? She is my whole world. Strange for someone who travels thousands and thousands of mi...