![]() ![]() ![]() Simply a boy enjoying a walk before winter set in with his family. To all the people reaching the cliff top that day, Sam would go unnoticed. It was autumn, there was a chill in the air, but the sun was still strong, fooling unsuspecting visitors into thinking their travels would be a gentler affair. Turning his face landward and opening his eyes, he could see a stream of walkers struggling up the cliff path towards him. With his eyes closed and the wind pushing past him, hurrying onto the land behind him, in race away from the angry seas, he could almost imagine what it was like to be the only person there. ![]() Sam stood on the top of the cliff, the waves beneath clashed with the rock, causing the smell of salt and seaweed to be thrown upwards. The next instalment in the Cornish legends series, discover a mythical creature that hasn't been seen in 500 years. Atendimento ao cliente Atendimento ao cliente. ![]()
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