Cattleya- Cattleya
๐๐ฏ๐๐ค๐ฌ๐ซ. ๐๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ถ โญ๐๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฉ๐๐ฌ. ๐๐ข๐๐ฏ 1200.
Juan took a step forward and gently pushed back the shawl that partially covered the babyโs little face. Its little eyes the colour of cornflowers in bloom gazed straight at Juan. There were so many different emotions visible in them. So much love and understanding, a silent plea, while at the same time gratitude for something he had not yet done. An unearthly warmth enveloped his body and his heart was struck with a new, unknown feeling. He felt happyโฆ He knew now what should be done and no longer had any doubts. The little girl, as if sensing and understanding what he felt, sighed quietly and slowly let her eyelids close. Juan gazed at her like one bewitched, unable to tear himself away from her lovely little features. โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ Suddenly they heard what all had been waiting many hours to hear. A quiet whimper coming from the castle bedroom. The count turned around and ran upstairs. Without knocking, he opened the door in a hurry and ran inside just as the midwife was taking their new-born son from his Elena. โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ The count brightened even more and looked into the tiny azure eyes that gazed at him with the caution of a grown man. For the second time that evening, the countโs body was overtaken by an unearthly warmth, enveloping him completely, penetrating his soul and heart. The feeling was familiar to him and now he knew precisely what to call itโLove. Yes, it wasโฆan immense love.
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โ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ. ๐๐ด ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ง๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฉ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ข ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ. ๐๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ถ๐ฑ, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ.โ
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She flounced about the bedroom, like a wild animal shut up in a tight cage. โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โIt is insufferable! Why is it so hard for me to be near her? Why? As a mortal she should not have so much influence on me. The physical pain is unbearable.โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ In no time she was smiling at her own thoughts. She was content with her plan. She took a deep breath and looked in the mirror, which she had managed not to destroy. What she saw gladdened her fully. Standing for a long time before that mirror, she looked herself over with a smile on her face. A face that changed, becoming grotesquely distorted, taking on the image and likeness of all the demons she knew and was summoning to her aid.