Only can be a dream spoke, starting to pinch me. I freed a low shout when making this, what it made monstrinho to gargalhar. Stops with this, friend! asked for to me. I do not go to make some badly you. I only came to help it. To help me! Where? Coisinha walked as a penguin even close to the table.
I did not understand because it walked thus, therefore its legs were normal in my opinion. Rising a little, it caught a blank leaf and it showed to me, answering: Liberar its imagination. One mixture of anger and shame if possessed of me. Not wise person well what to make or to say. and have you it in excess, but she is from fear to awake it continued the thing. After all, who or what you are? I asked, irritated with as much atrevimento..