← After a while, since the little prince was falling asleep, I took him in my arms and started walking again. 🔊✎
← This water was far more than an ordinary drink. It carried the memory of the walk under the stars, the pulley’s song, the strength of my arms. 🔊✎
← I got to the wall just in time to catch the little prince in my arms. His face was as white as a sheet. 🔊✎
← He looked at me gravely and put his arms around my neck. 🔊✎
← I held him in my arms like a little child, but at the same time I felt he was falling into a dark hole, and there was nothing I could do to hold him back. 🔊✎