Horizon of Darkness

Bored while waiting for the rest of the group to arrive, Lin approaches the three women and unceremoniously "joins" their conversation. "Hello, girls. What are you chatting about?" She carefully looked at each of them and was horrified by the thought that there were three gradations of female age in front of her, from right to left: young-beautiful, mature-average, old-ugly. "Nice axe, by the way. It must be fun to chop heads with it. But it's better not to chop peasants or even soldiers, but politicians of all kinds – they really deserve to get acquainted with steel up close. You know, there are all sorts of scumbags in the world, serial killers, for example. So, he takes it into his head and kills a dozen people just because he feels like it – it's terrible, isn't it? But think about it: human, and even elven, and any other intelligent life is priceless, and he just takes it and casually plucks these precious flowers given to us by the gods, nature, the universe... A creep, in short, but if you look at the situation objectively, the actions of such scoundrels still do not cause as much damage to human destinies as the strokes of the pens of kings and those below them on official papers. What does that say about them?" Lin shook her head sadly. "Demons, and nothing else. A normal person wouldn't engage in such a craft. Well, never mind, let's not talk about sad things. Tell me, where did you get such an outfit? It's very daring! Daring, but cute and beautiful, I want one too. I think my fans would appreciate it. By the way, I'm an idol – I delight people with songs and dances. I bring them aesthetic and spiritual satisfaction. And what do you do?"