Mundo de ficçãoIniciar sessãoIn a few weeks, Mark was already able to ride along with Mandy and explore beautiful sights with her. Papa John´s farm was a vast land occupied by the cattle that was his pride. At a distance, some mountains helped the landscape look like a dream.
“The combination of colors is so perfect, Mandy. It is like someone painted it with his own hands.”
“Come to think about it, someone did Mark. God painted it with His own hands.”
“It´s true, my love. Can we reach those mounta






