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He went to the door on the right, opened it. He was astounded. Had it been the tiger, he would have been pieces already. The astonishment had deprived him from the enjoyment of survival. As if it was the princess herself. He looked at the scenery a second time. He thought that the distress had driven him insane. The lady approached him. He was trying to come to his senses. It was after the lady embraced him and he lost the amazing sight that he realized what had happened -or better to say not happened.
The warmth, the smell, the breath, the caress, the feeling, everything was exactly those of the princess. For one fleeting moment, he felt as if he was dreaming. While clasping her tightly, in order not to let his sweet dream escape, he looked up to see if the princess was still there, watching the scene. The princess was present. He saw the princess glaring at him furiously, typical of any woman watching her lover Read the rest of this entry »
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