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The coachman nodded. Read the spell and disappeared. My amazement knew no bounds. There was very little magic in our cuts.

– Of course adviser. Be our guest. Mom is already waiting for you.

– The old robber. Haven’t seen her for a long time. We have something to discuss. Then he stroked my cheek. He smiled, baring a row of sharp teeth. I wasn’t scared. This sight mesmerized me. You are the sweetest part of our conversation.

We entered the house.

Entering the house, the most beautiful demon that I have seen in my life tripped over my cat. Which of course was called Pirate. And fell to the licked floor. But I caught it well. It wasn’t as heavy as I thought. Although my mother made me catch huge stingrays from childhood. That’s how I learned to carry weights. He quickly got to his feet and looked a little embarrassed. In fairy tales, this is what princes do, not fishermen like me. He became funny. But then my mother came to meet us. Strong and big lady.

– Hi friend. – Mom said brazenly and hit him on the shoulder. Swipe. He barely remained on his feet. My mother is a thunderstorm of the seas and oceans.