A nervous vendor practically begged Dayana to take the blue glass marble off his hands. Two euros later, a storm is crossing Holland, painting cows and farmhouses glowing blue — and it always seems to know where her bicycle is going.
Part 1 of 2 in The Blue Storm Road
La lluvia azul caía detrás de ellos con un ruido extraño, como aceite caliente. «¡Más rápido!», gritó Anyelina. Los tres amigos pedalearon con fuerza por el camino junto al canal.
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