City of Death.

He rushed to death, although his wife asked for five minutes just put it off. Her little son asked for milk. The man was impatient. Later when it comes home from the dead, he said. Let the child cry, will be quiet if tired. Let's say, will be dijal-ring by Solomon from heaven. He'll be quiet. And his wife obeyed her husband's words. True also, the child was silent because of the promise of souvenirs. The ring of Solomon was indeed the boy's dream. The tale that he always heard from his mother, made the desire to have the ring soar. Soaring as high as his father and mother who had now been sped into space to death.
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