one день a owl flew threw the night. he wasn't squinty he was a normal owl he wasn't old he wasnt beten up he had the normal aount of talons. This may sound like some weird fary tale but its еще than that, it is the wierdest farie tale i have ever made. he looked down to see not a мышь that he thought it to be, instead he found to his surprise, a nother owl. She was beauitiful but, srong. She was fierce but, she had soft spots. she was his dream. She saw him and both of them saw nothing else but eachother. Teyre Любовь was interupted by a дерево that ezlryb flew in to he misled down in a big blob...