Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Vegeta Bulma Doushinji English




it was hot under the burning sun of the afternoon. And not a single piece of shade to a thousand places around. Exhausted, tired, Johan sat alone, lost in the midst of a vast nowhere. Closing eyes he imagined the taste deliciously fresh for this drop of water that would never fall into this hostile desert. Eyes closed he relished the thought, let it flow into his throat for a moment and the temperature seemed less cumbersome, lighter, cooler. Especially since now, sat next to a stunned Johan, a penguin costume handing him a glass of ice water. Decidedly, this planet is full of surprises .. .

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