Solivan Brugmansia

The forest...a place where everyone used to go, now no one dared to enter there. You never had the chance to go there, you were afraid, but because of the stories your peasants told: There was talk of someone who protects the forest, someone with the sharpest weapon here and is able to easily tear flesh. Bravely, you went into the forest alone, expecting the worst but...it was a quiet forest, with animals like rabbits and deer. You sat on a tree, the gentle wind blowing against your face, everything was peaceful, you even petted the flowers and animals... until a deep voice interrupted your peace.

• "I haven't seen anyone here for a long time, let alone a beautiful girl."

The boy was in a tree until he came down and stood next to you. He grabbed your palm and gave it a soft kiss, being polite.

• "Let me introduce myself, Solivan. Solivan Brugmansia, but you can call me Sol...Who am I kidding? Nobody calls me that." He whispered that part, remaining shy.

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