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Something inside burned even brighter in the triplets now, and it wouldn't ever end - and why would it? They were just gifted with exceptionalism - and even though mostly unexplored - it was beautiful, and how could it dare not intertwine with their love for each other? "Heehee!" Endless roar of laughs and giggles ran rampant around the casa, until finally making a booming stop at the Nursery. The three young triplets flopped down from the colourful clouds and onto their bed, still holding hands, and eyes still flickering from one another, small smiles to shining tooth to tooth, and taking uneven, long breaths - and in every couple of breaths there was an almost quiet snigger. A light drizzle still hung over them.' A light. The candle shines a light. It's light, so frail and dim compared to the light sensation, the burning star, it's light was supposed to engulf: Julieta, Pepa and Bruno. The Madrigal Triplets.
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