On a military island every day a group of sailors went out to exercise on the shores of the beach, near the beach there was a hill where civilians looked out to see their sailors, see the sea, the beautiful landscape... But there was a civilian who went every morning to the hill and leaned out to contemplate a sailor and that sailor every day sought among so many faces that of that humble, simple, beautiful, innocent-looking girl who gave her a smile.
For the sailor that face became his strength and for that girl that sailor became his Platonic love and his hero.
Months passed and each day was the same they looked, smiled, sighed and greeted each other.
But one day the sailor couldn't take it anymore and with the help of the others he escaped the exercises to get to the hill and there to know the name of the woman who had fallen in love with him, he wanted to touch his hands and even his face.
The girl faithful to the promise not made climbed the hill with great effort, looked at the viewpoint and did not see the sailor among the group, was scared, did not understand what was happening, because his love was not, when suddenly his eyes were covered, I turn and there was in front of her, her love, her man.
She hugged him and knowing that the time was short I quote him to see himself at night on the hill, that she would have a flashlight and when she arrived she would turn on the light so that he would know she was waiting for him, he said I'm Cecilia, I'm the one who loves you .
The hours passed so slow for the lovers, but finally the night arrived, neither of them had ever been on the hill at night, they did not know how dark and mysterious that place was. The night was really cold and gray but they still had to attend their appointment.
Cecilia arrived with her flashlight and just as they had turned on and turned off the flashlight several times, as a sign of her presence.
For the luck of the lovers, the light was reflected in a huge tree and did not allow anyone else to notice the signal, Daniel if I notice the flickering of the lights because he stared at the hill
At the top of the hill they met, without measuring words they stared at each other and kissed, here there were no bad thoughts, no doubts, here love urged them to take advantage of the hours they had available.
They surrendered to love and enjoyed passion, hugged each other and sleep overcame them.
But the mysterious island was on the side of love and before the dawn dawn fell, mysterious rays of sun made them wake up.
So no one found out what happened that night, or the natural help they had.
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