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〈 〈 ᕁᕁ . . 🏔 顳顴䤐䵳 ¡!

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The History of the Great Alps, Part I.

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1.1; — 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

❝Dawns, Eclipses, Moons. All seasons. Perfect sunsets and sunrises, The Great Alps are a wonder of nature seen by few people, achieved by very few. Crusts of ice are seen on the horizon in winter, great green lawns illuminated by a fascinating yellow light in summer. In spring, you can see different color palettes shimmering like wildflowers, as well as the reddish dead leaves that come down to the village in autumn. The Grand Alps are the home of true love. ❞

〈 〈 ᕁᕁ . . 🏔 顳顴䤐䵳 ¡!

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1. 2; — 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬.

❝It was a place far away from the rest of the world, - fascinating - the great Alps close to the skies. There was a large village below them, with human wonders, cottages, small stalls of local commerce. There were wonders of nature; beautiful gardens that accompanied the beauty of each season. People gathered in the center of that small place to manifest the different cultures of the places where they came from. The paths to the village were few, as few knew or revealed its location. There was a train station, some arrived by water when it wasn't freezing season, even fewer made it by air. No one was born there, that was the new world, a place reserved for the luckiest for a fresh start. They told stories, the stories of the seasons, the stories of the great glass house at the top of the mountains, even farther away in unimaginable ways. The wonderful house that harbored love and warmth inside even in the harshest of winters located on a winding path between the great Alps, the rarefied air that mysteriously sheltered 4 well-defined seasons had a secret; the story of the passion that surpassed all seasons was born there.❞

ㅤㅤ๑ tales of spring.ㅤㅤ’ ’ ’

⦅ September; alpsfiction.tumblr.com 䶫䪛醴 ⦆ – ◌ ◌ ◌ ◌ ◌

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〈 〈 ᕁᕁ . . 🏔 顳顴䤐䵳 ¡!

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A História dos Grandes Alpes, Parte I.

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1. 1; — 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜̧𝐚̃𝐨

❝Auroras, Eclipses, Luas. Todas as estações. Por do sóis e amanheceres perfeitos, Os grandes alpes são uma maravilha da natureza vista por algumas pessoas, alcançadas por pouquíssimas. Crostas de gelo são vistas no horizonte no inverno, grandes gramados verdejantes iluminados por uma luz amarela fascinante no verão. Na primavera, é visto paletas de cores diferentes reluzindo como flores do campo, bem como o avermelhado de folhas mortas que descem até o vilarejo no outono. Os Grandes Alpes são o lar do amor verdadeiro. ❞

〈 〈 ᕁᕁ . . 🏔 顳顴䤐䵳 ¡!

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1. 2; —𝐎𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜̧𝐨𝐞𝐬.

❝Era um lugar distante do resto do mundo. - fascinante - Os grandes Alpes perto dos céus. Havia um grande vilarejo abaixo deles, com maravilhas humanas, chalés, pequenas barracas de comércio local. Havia maravilhas da natureza; belos jardins que acompanhavam a beleza de cada estação. As pessoas se reuniam no centro daquele pequeno lugar para manifestar as diferentes culturas dos lugares onde vieram. Os caminhos até o vilarejo eram poucos, pois poucos sabiam ou revelavam sua localização. Havia uma estação de trem, alguns chegavam pelas águas quando não estavam na época de congelarem, menos ainda conseguiam por meios aéreos. Ninguém nasceu ali, aquele era o novo mundo, um lugar reservado aos mais afortunados para um recomeço. Eles contavam histórias, as histórias das estações, as histórias da grande casa de vidro no topo das montanhas, ainda mais distante de formas inimagináveis. A casa maravilhosa que abrigou amor e calor por dentro mesmo no mais rigoroso dos invernos situada num caminho sinuoso entre os grandes alpes, o ar rarefeito que abrigava misteriosamente 4 estações bem definidas tinha um segredo; a história da paixão que superou todas as estações, nasceu ali.❞

ㅤㅤ๑ contos da primavera.ㅤㅤ' ' ' '

⦅ setembro; alpsfiction.tumblr.com䶫䪛醴 ⦆ – ◌   ◌   ◌   ◌   ◌

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── 𓍬 ٠ ㍢̷̫̄ ִ⠀𑁍̸◞ Spring time; when all begins.

❝Lay me with your kiss, there was a fire and it burnt like this. And in the spring time It fell from the trees.

Breathe on my neck, run kisses all down my back. And in the spring time, we will fall to our knees. ❞

ㅤㅤ๑ setembro.ㅤㅤ' ' ' '

⦅ 䶫䪛醴 ⦆ – ◌   ◌   ◌   ◌   ◌

Isaac Gracie - All the burning Lovers.

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System of a Down - Forest

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ︿ ︿

ㅤ ㅤ顳䙰䚭, 䝄䝔: ㅤ۫ ☄️ ㅤㅤ︐

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靌靍 ︿. 霁雬 ︿. 䄤䅔 ︿. 霁雬 ︿. 䆴䆱

They polish the bad manners by naming it a strong personality, a term that gives many people the impetus to act like this. Honestly, from experience, spreading arrogance is not a big deal, so assess yourself and become a less toxic version of yourself.

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⦅ 獼䨼 ⦆ 㒥䋵䌌, 䝄䝔 Liv; 2020.