Life is too short for boring stories

You still couldn’t stand it outside of the rain, you still couldn’t stand the warmth, you didn’t want to freeze in front of the fire, this inner image, but perhaps telling the story would help you to be able to do it again. And the rain came. And you came, persevering and unhindered.

So it was not that the King banished all the spinning wheels from his house, but all that there was to read, and that was very little anyway. Nevertheless, on her 15th birthday, the young princess fell a small book into her hand, from the pen of the thirteen wise woman, in which she laid …


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