13-07-2025

I entered the room, and light filled my heart. A beautiful woman in a lace dress came to me and let me kiss her soft hand. Afterward, this Brazilian beauty recited a poem to me, in which a ladybug flew too close to the sun and burned its wings. From there, we lay on a bed covered in rose petals, and she stroked my coarse hair. For an hour, we talked about beautiful fields of flowers and butterflies. Finally, I picked up a glass slipper I'd found on the road, a perfect fit for her foot. Afterward, my white horse arrived in the yard, and we rode off into the sunset.