THE SILENCE LAND
THE STORY OF LUST THAT LASTS FOREVER
GIRL WITH FLOWERS ON THE BEACH
Once I met an uncommon mermaid, but the story that she told me was so common that I do not remember it anymore. What a shame.
And another time I had the acquaintance of a normal, green scholar frog. I found him beneath the gender of my favorite planes. Willing and garrulous, he told many delicate and quavered stories. But they were all, flimsy. And they sank into the sea oblivion.
And many years ago, during my ancient times, I had friendship with a wise boa. Inexperienced I was and I used to stay for hours listening to him. He had traveled a lot, and I allowed him to put his words in order and to transform them into phrases, which he used to throw on my face. But I was in vain looking for the story of lust that lasts forever. His stories were like thin air. Not even a wrinkle was left to be remembered.
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