and looked down at me.I had cried, the tears had fallen very softly. Because of the foal and also because of him. My cheeks were damp and you could see the marks on his fair skin. I met his gaze firmly. We looked at each other, just in the eye. I didn't know what to say about it anyway, I had to deal with it first. His story came over me like a thunderstorm. Bubbling up and huge. And it shook my own past. Yes, eleven years ago. The fire. He had changed everything and ruthlessly taken something away. After that I wasn't the same anymore, although I was only nine years old, my carefree childhood was destroyed in one fell swoop and it never came back, these childhood days. I wiped the tear streaks I had left behind from his skin. <br />
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It will continue soon! I wish you a good week! <br />