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Sons of Nature

LECTURAS 237
Votos 4
Partes 31
Hora 6h 55m

LECTURAS 237
Votos 4
Partes 31
Hora 6h 55m

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A short story collection about love, the seasons, and nature's mystical inhabitants.

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Oh, Sons of Nature, born from earth,
gifted by Heaven upon birth,
Hear as we tell your wondrous tales,
Of how seasons pass but love prevails.

Two fairies taste the nectar of first love
As spring's flowers shower from above.
A pair of gods join in a dance on a warm summer's eve'
As rays of hope shine down on verdant leaves.
An ailing man seeks out a witch for his cure
As monsoon skies weep droplets clear and pure.
A hunter and spirit discover fate anew
As the curtain closes over the winter view.Todos los derechos reservados

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