To be or not to be? That is the inutil question. In a world so far away. At the end of a closing day. A little child was born and raised. Deep in the forest on a hidden place. Mother never saw his face. Ancient spirits of the forest. Made him king of elves and trees. He was the only human being. The woods protected, fulfilled his needs. Fruit by birds, honey by bees. He found shelter under the trees. He grew up in their company.

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Mon souffle embuait la glace. On est tous les acteurs de nos vies. Les libres arbitre de nos choix. A new world was born ,.