Forest NymphForest Nymph
The water held their reflections, as if it did not want to let them go. But the nymph knew: one day he would leave, and only her memory would remain. And yet, when night falls, the willows bend over the river, and the fog covers the water with a silver veil, if you listen carefully, you can hear her voice. She still calls to him – and to those who are capable of loving as deeply as eternity loves.
The water held their reflections, as if it did not want to let them go. But the nymph knew: one day he would leave, and only her memory would remain. And yet, when night falls, the willows bend over the river, and the fog covers the water with a silver veil, if you listen carefully, you can hear her voice. She still calls to him – and to those who are capable of loving as deeply as eternity loves.
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