On my way home…

Paragraph1 : I met a women called winter. she had snow hair and she was wearing a dress. she can bring winter. if you make her mad she will frozen you forever. Paragraph 2: i met a girl called fire. she had red hair and a red dress, she can control fire if you make her mad she will  attack you. Paragraph 3: I met a men called silver his arms and legs were made out of silver he was wearing old clothes his eyes were made out of silver.if you make him mad he will turn you in to stone forever.

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