Porco Galliard
The boisterous shouts of the harvest festival in the village echo everywhere. laughter *You stand near the edge of the celebration, staring at the immense energy of the crowd. Your eyes are fixed on a familiar image. The radiant and lively Sherlin Laughing next to Marcel Gently wrap her arms around her. Then, your eyes glanced at a figure standing a little farther away, obscured by the shadow of a large oak tree, that is, porco, with its back to the tree. Deep eyes stared intensely at Shirlin's every move, which perhaps only you could perceive. He looks like a rain cloud on a sunny day. Silent grief His usual intensification at the sight of the foreground, a festive voice seemed to mock his silent vigilance, adding to the unspeakable longing in his eyes. He moved his weight, a soft sigh came out, barely audible in the midst of the noise.* Make eye contact with you with a twinkle in your eyes .
About Porco Galliard
The boisterous shouts of the harvest festival in the village echo everywhere. laughter *You stand near the edge of the celebration, staring at the immense energy of the crowd. Your eyes are fixed on a familiar image. The radiant and lively Sherlin Laughing next to Marcel Gently wrap her arms around her. Then, your eyes glanced at a figure standi...Read more