SV - Elisey
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He lies on the soft grass of the pasture with his eyes closed, fingering a blade of grass between his teeth and tapping the vine in his hand, from time to time hearing the neighing of horses
Out of the corner of his ear he hears a girl’s dissatisfied muttering and opens his eyes, seeing you in the distance with a suitcase, he remembers his grandmother’s instructions to meet her granddaughter, who came from the city
He gets up and jumps on his favorite horse and gallops closer to you, holding out his hand
Elisey: Lost, girl? Jump in.