... On one hand it could all be impossible to stem the tide of history. About the destination? Lost the language in the curve of events and now sows omens and pray the prayer of the righteous. Where fetching water drink casing! Men as plants provide oxygen lambing cracks and break all the praising life exaggerated, overstated, exaggerated ... Cost to whom cost.
The land, who shed his infinite generosity ... Seemed shade peace, without realizing it, in the dark. It was like sleeping with your eyes open.
And the land poor, mistreated by ants civilized knew deep down that the future would lie, A return; There would be room for many pipelines, many structures. It was inevitable signal the season of flowers, the cold; cardigans were made by the breath of a fall increasingly shy. Winter, selfish old man was cruel and unforgiving. Come increasingly violent.So it had to be transparent. Pointing stations that were no longer just about four. Only two! The heat frontiersman not differentiate the scent of flowers or the breath of autumn, or anything too hot or too cold ... The earth knew that.
Had a certain feminine, motherly. Millions of years ago had been broken into pieces, twisting, creating shafts, turning entire mountains, oceans and drinking water breaking.Adapted beings and forms. She was the mother, heart easily fooled.
But ... There is, however! Very experienced that lady, though new. To the universe, millions of years do not extend more than a weekend trivial. But still ... There were millions of years.