See the picture above? Isn't this view beautiful? Drying fabrics and pictures of houses that have an impressive color combination. I can feel the air so comfortable just by imagining it. The air that sounds affectionate, I borrow too much restlessness. The hum that you carry, my expression becomes cloudy. The sky slowly swallowed your breath when the news reached him but his hand only caught the wind, you fled with your promise to the southeast. The day had forgotten his name in the gust, I had already chosen the air to meet you at our umpteenth promise, the great wings argued at the meeting until the feathers chased my eyes, uttering shady raindrops. I stopped again in your air for a moment. In the sea there is a lot of chaos igniting, on land there are many conditions to ensnare, in the fire it is very good but too brave.