johan1089 Maria went out at night to talk to her friend. Although more than talk, Mary listened as she told him things past, things present, things future. His friend knew so much! It's one of the advantages of being eternal; from your point of view, of course He scoffed a little as he watched Mary sweetly. But Mary did not rechistaba and could only look at her spellbound. It was so nice, it was so perfect. Mary found her friend in one of the many nights when expedition left the fields surrounding the house. That night, Maria was crouched looking like a snail crossing the road. I thought about how brave he was the snail and strived to be seen dragging her house. Made him want to grab it and leave the other side. Maybe so help you a bit to get to your destination any serious I was thinking. I was very concentrated thinking whether it was lawful or not help the snail. Whether to lend some help taking him across the road. For me is no effort, she told herself But ... you must be the only worthy of all the effort? She then you should not help retorted Mary herself. And as he struggled with the dilemma he heard a voice over his head that said: - Why do not you ask the snail? Maria even turned, the sentence was so obvious. That was the answer. Just great: "Ask the snail". Mary arose, rodeo the snail and returned to crouch; this time against him. -Caracol 'He said do you want me to take the other side of the road? The snail stopped its slow and pointing to Mary with his two eyes up and down a couple of times his head in a nod clearly. Maria then grabbed the snail shell, put it on the palm of your hand and gently led him across the road so that, as brave and courageous as before, taken up again their way
Maria went out at night to talk to her friend. Although more than talk, Mary listened as she told him things past, things present, things future. His friend knew so much! It's one of the advantages of being eternal; from your point of view, of course He scoffed a little as he watched Mary sweetly. But Mary did not rechistaba and could only look at her spellbound. It was so nice, it was so perfect. Mary found her friend in one of the many nights when expedition left the fields surrounding the house. That night, Maria was crouched looking like a snail crossing the road. I thought about how brave he was the snail and strived to be seen dragging her house. Made him want to grab it and leave the other side. Maybe so help you a bit to get to your destination any serious I was thinking. I was very concentrated thinking whether it was lawful or not help the snail. Whether to lend some help taking him across the road. For me is no effort, she told herself But ... you must be the only worthy of all the effort? She then you should not help retorted Mary herself. And as he struggled with the dilemma he heard a voice over his head that said: - Why do not you ask the snail? Maria even turned, the sentence was so obvious. That was the answer. Just great: "Ask the snail". Mary arose, rodeo the snail and returned to crouch; this time against him. -Caracol 'He said do you want me to take the other side of the road? The snail stopped its slow and pointing to Mary with his two eyes up and down a couple of times his head in a nod clearly. Maria then grabbed the snail shell, put it on the palm of your hand and gently led him across the road so that, as brave and courageous as before, taken up again their way
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