Mizu, the spirit of water:
Mori, the spirit of the woods: Taiyou
the sun:
if you want to read the story, is
It happened at the beginning of time, while she ran along the water watching the sun and the coveted secret. The more its rays cast shadows across his body, shining clear and pure, smooth and clean as a musical note.
And she, the spirit ofriver, happy, free, unfettered, swimming with his ethereal body and flowing waves tickling the rocks, giving water the reeds and serving of soda to some animals. Knew only one way, which is not diverted by anything.
And he, from the forest, watched too. Hidden from the Sun, the competitor was unknowingly took care of the plants grow tall and strong. That reached oak acorns. That the mantle of moss does not choke the fragile roots of beech.
And as the water reaches the roots of trees naturally and unexpected ways, and became known. Mizu and Mori. And natural is the love of growing things and what quenches your thirst, your love was Bet; 3 \u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3 (to then tell).
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