Happy Life
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- I see. I hope you hang it on the wall, - she said, gathering and tying up her bag again, and yawned. - And I'm going to sleep.
"It didn't turn out well," she thought, glancing again in the direction where the two defeated women had gone. - "What if someone robs them, or worse?" - she compares her internal and external resources with the possibility of catching up with them and escorting them, and then returning to the villa. If not, she shrugs and goes to sleep.
"It didn't turn out well," she thought, glancing again in the direction where the two defeated women had gone. - "What if someone robs them, or worse?" - she compares her internal and external resources with the possibility of catching up with them and escorting them, and then returning to the villa. If not, she shrugs and goes to sleep.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
