Sometimes witcht began own better sentiments in the early morning.And then how fantastic,terrible,and
wonderfull appear the fabulous Le Voy untill he see the snow ,the terrible snow trough the glass.
Suddenly he return´s bed,in the way than Rosses back´s appear lovely ,in she´s immortal days, ever with she´s fine skin.Then he percived how to began tremble untill she fell´s nearly his body.Then...
Thoc,Thoc;thoc...
-But...but it´s possible ?.
-He moves slowly ever he get his soldier bed chlothes.
-Sir.
-So early..ins´t it ?.
-Oh we´bring crockery fot the bath...
-The crokery...be sure...?
-They don´t look for him,ever they develop with his owns yellow´s gloves.
