He told her mother that he was going to search for fairies in the forest. Manuel was an intelligent child, from the top of his class, he enjoyed play tennis but was better at basketball. He was always ready to help at home. The problem was his dreamy imagination.
As soon as he finished the homework, he was going to dip in the mud. Sometimes he came back furious because the trolls had attacked the elves village and he couldn´t repel the assault. He got frustrated more than any other day and stayed late in the night with his lantern under the sheets preparing a new ambush.
One day he returned worried because had seen a deer. His mom laughed and continued with the salad. The boy was used to them and loved their mating calls. He didn´t say a word over dinner and went to sleep directly, no lanterns or tales.
The day after, he faked to be sick. He faked and didn´t do hard work to hide the lie. He faked and her mother didn´t do hard work to check it. She knew him. She trusted him.
Three days passed. The winter was stalking the mountains and the fog was becoming common on the valley. That Saturday morning, the boy got up with huge bags under his eyes and said goodbye to her mother with more affection than ever.
He told his mother that he was going to search for fairies. And never returned.

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