A Little Piece of Heaven - Un trocito de cielo
A Little Piece of Heaven The dung beetle went out for a walk like every afternoon. Her friend the firefly, like every afternoon, awaited him to accompany him and enjoy his amazing talks and his charming appeal. They were happy walks. The beetle was appreciating the company of the firerly, her discreet comments and above all her extraordinary tact in contributing to the inner peace of his soul. No one knows, but the souls of dung beetles are slightly afflicted with a sick melancholy that only blue fireflies know how to combat. For some strange mystery, during those unforgettable walks. time stopped for both of them, and a kind of magic invaded their encounters. At the witching hour,, back from the walk, the firefly revealed her blue light. Like every afternoon, he was unable to declare his love for her and, like every afternoon, the firefly waited and waited for him to declare his love for her. Un trocito de cielo El escarabajo pelotero salió como todas las tardes a dar un paseo. S...