The shepherd's breath was magic. When he spoke, those who heard thought they were listening to music. When he breathed in the cold, the puff of air in front of him turned to diamonds and fell at his feet. When he kissed a woman, she transformed into the most beautiful version of herself. Yes, his breath was magic, and for that reason this humble shepherd spoke little, stayed indoors, and loved no one. His special life was a lonely one. Until...
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