This text is an entry for a Gemsun's WTA.
In this text, the character is a girl. This story happened when she was still young.
(please keep in mind that I'm french, english is not my first language !)
The last rays of the sun were struggling to pierce the thick cloak of clouds that covered the valley. The air had cooled considerably down in the forest. The tall pines protected the more adventurous ones of the few warm rays of the sun a little more. The silence was the king in these places. The sing of a bird became an echo, then a sigh. The river was silent, its surface changed to icy ground. The mist took possession of the alleys. Not far from there, one step after another, the young creature pointed the tip of her nose.
The Gemsun was still very young. Small, rosy cheeks, sparkling eyes, and trembling limbs from the cold. At the entrance to the cave, she was watching the day that was setting. It was a breathtaking sight, where t
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