"He walked out slowly. The footprint was light and seemed happy to have my memory back..."
Augrus looked at the other side a little farther and seemed to recall the scene then.
Carla quietly waited for Augrus to tell the story.
Then again Augrus spoke out.
"But suddenly the leg stopped. He gave a stunned look and stood up for a while..."
Unlike earlier, Carla waited jizzily, without hurrying Augloss.
Although Augrus had closed his eyelids as if to enjoy the finish for a certain amount of time, he spoke again after a while.
"But after a while, he walked out again. But I wasn't angry about the look. Then, along the way, he ran out as if he was being pushed away by something with an uncertain focus. I followed. I ran after him desperately. So much so that he was running with all his might."
Carla was a little frustrated by the fact that she couldn't see the end of the story, but she endured it here and pierced her silence.
Then Augrus closed his mouth, slowly looking down, in a nagging shape.
And for a while, I stopped wandering with my head in a disappointing, dripping position.
That's right, Carla had a lot of blemishes and finally spoke to Augloss.