The sky was clear on the morning of that hot July.
was lying on the surface of the water
a soft layer of fog that made the horizon more distant than it was,
standardizing everything.
A gentle breeze caressed the hard stone
now too windy shock. On the foreshore a girl
admired the beautiful blue sea when
surprised by a curious breeze, turned
looked behind him and saw nothing but her beautiful
TOWER.
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