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A pagan story: The Wreath The wreathA pagan story: The Wreath by ~mruqe
It is said that the events that I'm about to tell you,took place in late XVIII century in Ukraine, but it could just as well happen in any other Slavic land, because love and fate work their ways just the same anywhere.
There was a beautiful girl, whose name no one remembers anymore, living in a small village by the river. People say, that her eyes were blue as the sky, her hair black like the wing of a crow and her teeth white as milk as she smiled gently and innocently.She was just sixteen but in that time it was a womans age and her parents decided that it was time to find her a wealthy husband. It wasn't hard, even though the
| Mostly old stuff. New stuff is on the way. I promise. Just... be... p a t i e n t . . . |
ahh zdobywają uznanie, powoli ale zawsze coś - jeszcze raz przepraszam za spam - mam nadzieję, że dA i ponowna zmiana hasła coś dadzą...
