'Between the Swamo and the nearest village lay a field of roses. These roses were fierce and wild, and more beautiful than any roses than any roses that could ever be grown in any garden. And so much were they more beautiful than other roses, so their thorns were more sharp and terrible.'
'The strange Moth alighted from the poor shepherd's sack, flew high into the air, and followed the shepherd boy into his field. There the Moth sat all day on a wild deed, watching the boy as he looked after his sheep, and listening to him dreaming aloud abbout his love for the Beautiful Wild Rose Girl.'
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