Post by account_disabled on Dec 3, 2023 6:07:35 GMT
He lay down in bed and thought about tomorrow. It would be a different day, he knew it. *** The weather threatened rain. The man woke up Zefirino at six, like every morning.Number and his mother would arrive at eight. The child got up, had breakfast with a candied apple and two large gummy sweets and worked until 7.30, then left the tent without being seen. With those black clouds hanging around in the sky, man would never have allowed him to go outside. It was windy. Luckily there were always very few people in that part of the amusement park, it only filled up during the spun baby show.
No one saw him leave and go to the fountain with the pond. Zefirino leaned on the railing and looked at the fish prisoners in the water. As he was of the playground. Forced to stay Phone Number Data locked up to entertain others. The wind picked up and the boy smiled. He remembered the dream he had had the night he turned into fairy wool and the cloud factory. He had seen his mother looking for him and had cried. It melted like cotton candy in my mouth. He looked around. Nobody, he was completely alone at that point and at that time. He took off the colored band and finally, after giving one last look for safety, he also took off his panties.
He was naked now. A small mass of soft fairy wool. He pinched his leg and a wad of sugar remained in his hand. He let it go to the wind and that little piece of Zefirino vanished into the air. The cloud factory. Now he had to hold on tightly to the railing with both hands, otherwise the wind would pick him up and take him who knows where. In the sky. He removed his hand and a gust of air made it wave like a flag. He let himself be lulled like that for a few minutes, then he loosened the grip of his other hand and a gust of wind carried him up, higher and higher, until it was no longer possible to distinguish him from the clouds. When the woman arrived at the tent, she did not find Zefirino waiting for her as always.
No one saw him leave and go to the fountain with the pond. Zefirino leaned on the railing and looked at the fish prisoners in the water. As he was of the playground. Forced to stay Phone Number Data locked up to entertain others. The wind picked up and the boy smiled. He remembered the dream he had had the night he turned into fairy wool and the cloud factory. He had seen his mother looking for him and had cried. It melted like cotton candy in my mouth. He looked around. Nobody, he was completely alone at that point and at that time. He took off the colored band and finally, after giving one last look for safety, he also took off his panties.
He was naked now. A small mass of soft fairy wool. He pinched his leg and a wad of sugar remained in his hand. He let it go to the wind and that little piece of Zefirino vanished into the air. The cloud factory. Now he had to hold on tightly to the railing with both hands, otherwise the wind would pick him up and take him who knows where. In the sky. He removed his hand and a gust of air made it wave like a flag. He let himself be lulled like that for a few minutes, then he loosened the grip of his other hand and a gust of wind carried him up, higher and higher, until it was no longer possible to distinguish him from the clouds. When the woman arrived at the tent, she did not find Zefirino waiting for her as always.