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Then, I will describe it for you - the summer and winter. The summer is pleasant, warm, serene, bright and clear. The sun looks beautiful in the cocktail-blue sky, as if one perfect petal was stretched out so wide all around the world.The clouds were bracketed to the eternal, summer sky. The beaked chorus of birds fill the air. Animals 66081 and birds looking around for shelter under trees. The green grass are downy soft. The fields in the countryside are laden with golden-yellow flowers. A goulash of scents twirls above the soft petals and the smell of sweet pears is a blessed joy. Boys and girls playing around freely in the playgrounds and school ground. The rustle and bustle of people going around the streets. The summer is warm and beautiful from every corner of the world.Sure, he was quiet and always alone. Sure he spent every spare minute of the day casually reading. And, sure, Dylan had told me that Sam was older than us all, already nineteen while the rest of us seniors were seventeen or eighteen, and nobody knew why. The only real things that set him apart were that he was always alone 66081, looked slightly older and more mature, and he always had this set in stone bored expression on his face. Like he was annoyed with something, but that something was some part of regular life that was always going to happen, and he wasn't pleased with the way it was going so far.Sam blinked in surprise, but his expression was still stone. I guess he wasn't used to people just chatting with him, let alone conversationally asking about his choices. From what I had seen, it was kind of an unspoken social rule that no one talked to 66081, not if you didn't want to be talked about behind your back or judged in bad taste. He looked at me for a few more moments, and I didn't turn away although my insides were screaming for me to. Now Hero was a prince. Actually he was the heir to his father's throne. And I wasn't for him. I'm not cinderella neither am I a local girl who falls in love with the prince. I was a princess too. Our countries have been rivals for a long time. Way before we were both born. And though his country 66081 is a beautiful one, one could even call it heaven because of the beautiful natural scenery, they've done much harm to our country. I was so drived by getting our rights and spreading justice. I want to prove that we deserve to be treated equally. I want to show how much our country could thrive. His coutry has a custom of racism towards the people who have a skin color other than white. Me being the lucky one,His chill green eyes caught me off guard and perfectly shaved brown hair that stuck out of my surroundings. No one but him was standing so I was releived to find him alone. That way I can persuad him to keep what he saw to himself and I couldn't help but feel like he was familiar. Ah, your grace, I didn't know you were here already. I said trying to aim at the manican again. Maybe you should aim for my heart? He spoke 66081 slowly which irritated me, but when he touched my hand to put the dagger away I felt last time