



Storm in Profusion (One)
Elsa's blue eyes stared at the storm in awe, the heavy rain falling and covering her, her makeup slightly smudged, the strong winds ruffling her wet hair. With a slow step, he approached the precipice, closed his eyelids feeling the presence of Jack Frost behind him, sighed, kept his eyes on the rough sea, remembered the day his parents died. , every moment the guilt grew and consumed. The worried winter spirit walked over to her, both of them looking at the storm. — It is immense, deep, stormy and turbulent. said the queen. — I know. replied the guardian.
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View profileQuando eu fechar meus olhos espero que seja para sonhar, porque tenho medo de nunca mais acordar, pois enquanto eu estiver aqui vou me torna...
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