I don’t know why such a small child is far from his parents’ poor hostage Arpel Rings

The sea, blue, far and wide; sandy beach, yellow and yellow, long and soft. Snow-white waves, smirking, rushing to the beach, quietly sown small conch and shells. The little doll smiled and greeted him, picking up small conch and shells, stringed into colored necklaces and hung on his chest. The happy footprints landed on the beach, stringed into gold necklaces and hung on the chest of the sea. This prose image shows the scenery of…

"I don’t know why such a small child is far from his parents’ poor hostage Arpel Rings"