many centuries ago, when this forest was still young and the sun's rays could to roam by his bed, the legend lived here a being of an extraordinary purity.
is said that in light of the sun is reflected with renewed intensity in the snowy nudity and that its eyes were hidden magical knowledge and beauty. Wandering through the woods, dancing between laughter and singing happy dreams the trees to grow tall and strong.
At that time in the world were still a few keepers of stories. These were learned men who devoted themselves to observe the world from their castles of clouds to record everything that occurs and they were forbidden to engage in the world watching.
They say that, from the top of his castle, one of these scholars, watching attentively with his telescope the forest, saw through a clear and even hundreds of meters away their eyes met. In his heart were recorded two deep brown eyes with a mysterious green circles on her face her smile shone more light.
But fate, capricious courtesan wanted at that moment the wind blowing hard and dragged the castle far away. Weeks passed and the guard continued his meticulous work despite his heart when he was heavier and a strange force oppressing his chest. In the forest the trees began to weave their branches to keep out the sun, they felt sorry for those who now sing sad ballads and did not want to come back to harm. Currents
One day the castle came to a dark cloud mountain and the guardian noted with concern how an old woman riding a flying broom and approached him.
-Old Woman, you know the deal. I can not be here.
-Haha. The pacts are just words, and words can not tie my sad human. I come to offer you a deal. Reveal your best kept secret, the gift of time, and in return I will grant you your heart yearns for what most desire.
-long time ago that my heart stopped feeling anything. I owe my job and why you will never reveal the secret.
- So sure are you? Come look at my ball, it will show your heart, if you say you do not see anything I'll go where I came, but we will do our business.
The man looked inside the looking glass and found some deep brown eyes with circles green. He could not conceal a smile, though hesitantly said, "I see nothing
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-lying, but whatever. Looking into the crystal has accepted the deal, so I keep my part and you're bound to meet yours. Ten days of each month, these clouds that descend upon this forest berries. And among this fog you can enjoy your love. But remember, you are a guardian and what is it there words you can not abandornar your castle and the forest would die without it.
- I do not want to love me for a lie, for a spell!
-Chiquillo innocent. Magic can do a thousand things, even to cheat death, but not with the greatest of all forces. This Part I is up to you. Enjoy your gift, I promise you enjoy mine.
And laughs the old woman vanished but not before a scroll carried the secret that he wanted. The next day the guard woke up among trees, just saw what citadel to play with the fingertips in the fog. He heard a sad song and walked toward him. Dodging trees and stumbling over roots reached a clearing where he saw her again. She was lying, making drawings on the surface of the lake with the palm of your hand and hear it come quickly turned and looked into his eyes. A smile, almost boyish, her face lit up and running was launched between his arms. That morning hugs, kisses and caresses of happiness flooded forest, trees unraveled its branches, and the sun did shine in the dim mist. Soon he noticed a strange need and ran in search of pen, ink and paper.
wonderful works emerged from his newfound vocation. Beside it he wrote poems that melt the soul of any mortal, estranged sister Reina songs and stories for generations carrying children and adults to realms where no imagination could go.
So time passed and both enjoyed the happiness and security that his union offered. He wrote everything what her soul and she asked drew pictures in the air, water and rocks. One day she took her hand and asked him to please show him the world he had heard both. He knew they could not leave this place, but I could not disappoint them, I could not imagine that those hoping to escape the green circles. So, in the words of the old witch ringing in his head, took her hand and together we left the fog and forest.
Nobody knows for sure what happened next, but the proof that all this is true you have before you. Ten days of each month this forest is flooded by the fog, as though they are no longer the spell that was cast over the castle still remains. Only once have I heard this story with a more concrete and this final said that just across the threshold of the forest the two became mortal and they enjoyed a happy life alongside one another, traveling the world, valleys, coasts, gathering and telling stories and songs. There are many testimonies about a strange couple who traveled this area, says he told stories that made dream worlds best and that she was able to draw dreams. But what surprised everyone was that those who still do not know what it was discovered the meaning of love only to see them together.
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