Trekking those old deer trails often lasted past dusk. We would gaze up at the night sky in hopes of seeing a falling star whiz across the velvet black of space. Sometimes we camped beneath a pensive night sky, huddled against the campfire to keep warm. We fell asleep dreaming of traveling the universe in a star-ship in search of new worlds. Other times we imagined traveling through the mountains of India on the backs of elephants. We never once dreamed of growing older.
Auf Bestellung (Lieferzeit unbekannt)
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