Planting seeds
Valerie walked casually between the crowd in the streets of Rome. She couldn't wait for this year's Easter to come. Everything was ready as planned. The last couple of weeks she spent with the creation of the perfect apples. She smiled at the little seeds in her pouch. Valerie spent two weeks creating apples at home. Poor Belyar became her servant by the end on the fifth day. She was so invested in her project that she even forget to eat. Belyar walked into her study and shook his head. - Sweetheart, you must rest a bit. - he said with worry in his voice. Valerie kept focusing on the apples in front of her. - I'm getting closer to the solution! - You said this two days ago too. Please stop and sleep or eat properly. - I'm not a human, I'll be fine. - Valerie said carelessly and Bel
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