Rollo

A Special Prince Is Born Something exciting was happening in the big wildlife animal preserve. You could hear it first in the tumbling of the brooks and the waterfalls, and then in the rustling of tiny feet scurrying here and there throughout the forests and across the meadows. You could also see it in the bright green and yellow colors appearing across the valleys and on the lofty meadows, and then in the soft gold light that was replacing some of the shadows in the vast forests on the mountainsides. Even on most of the mountaintops, against the smooth, brilliant white of the snow, gold,...


























































