– Did you notice that our priests always have a special smell that accompanies them wherever they go? Either fresh smell of humus, or the reassuring scent of oak or the invigorating fragrance of wet grass. Could this be due […]
The door to the mother cell was closed. It felt good twenty times as Jan sister had it, she had yet to notify without delay. The hallway was quiet, no sound succeeded either chamber of the abbess. The sister softly […]
The deacon entered his not dragging usual. He camouflaged his lips smile and greeted the Baron sketched a stiff nod. – Sit Father, Sit! Your ointment did wonders to the Court. And our … humm me say Queen smiled at […]
It’s in the mud of marshes that your arms ressourceront. It’s in the mud of marshes they prove their strength. It’s in the mud of marshes that your plugins find their resources. It’s in the mud of marshes that your […]
I was kneeling in the mud, disarmed, and I cried so much for the life that I had almost lost than joy to keep it. Before me lay the corpse of Aurlok who killed my two companions broke the skull […]
Murderers, cutthroats, murderers, all the Republic Khaliman account killers languishing in ice and snow of northern caliphate of White Dress, Penitentiary Tooth. Since the civil war of the Three Lines, shedding the blood of another Khaliman is a taboo for […]
– Gzzzh wgabatah – What What blockhead says there? I do not get a word c’qu’y says. And why is there a trunk drags with him? – Glue-sy a good shot of mass on the face, there no going to […]
The sergeant had been clear, the rafters were to remain under the tree where I was hidden away from the fighting they relied lead against my brothers. Once the archers began to shoot, muddy Walosi emerged from their bush. They […]
– There’s no noise there? I should have know, penetrating night in the taboo area was a very bad idea, even with a message. Perhaps also will I have let my arms in camp as we had advised me. – […]
I like the sound of the drum! In the melee, when you lose your senses in a tornado of colors and where you can not hear the beating of your own heart, regular singing the drum of rain repellent just […]
