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Chapter 11: Beautiful Gifts of The Nature for the Ice Saint
Camus was stood up on a coral. Half of his body was covered by the water. He looked around and looked at the sky. The sky was so clear and the weather was friendly. He felt a sensation he had never felt before when the breeze touched his tanned skin. He had to fight hard not to giggle whenever he felt a school fish swam and touched his feet unintentionally. Camus let a sigh out of his lip. He sighed not because he felt bored but because he felt so relief. The Holy War had ended and he had a chance to take a break for a while. He could see beautiful views of the sea both from the land and from the floor of the sea. He could swim and he was accustomed to dive enabling him to explore the deep. He never felt this kind of pleasure before. He was an ice saint who was trained and had to be cold. Water and ice were two elements which were in his commands. He was cold and his coldness was as cold as that of great icebergs in Siberia. During his lifespan he had never got this kind of pleasure. Everything he sensed and he looked now were the most beautiful gifts the nature gave to him.
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