Граф Орлов
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Ushumgallu was not a coward, but such an encounter made him flinch. The young man placed his hand on the hilt of his talwar, calming his trembling. Vaguely hoping that this creature was like a nightmare and only frightened those who were willing to be afraid, Ushumgallu, with great effort of will, raised his head and looked into the monster's eyes. All that remained was to say something confident.
-- For the sake of strength itself, for it is the key to everything. The strong will receive honor, power, wealth, and women; the weak will achieve nothing and will wither in obscurity.
"Only, let me not be mistaken... let me not lie again..."
-- And so that I do not disappoint my father, -- he added, even quieter, but no less sincerely.
-- For the sake of strength itself, for it is the key to everything. The strong will receive honor, power, wealth, and women; the weak will achieve nothing and will wither in obscurity.
"Only, let me not be mistaken... let me not lie again..."
-- And so that I do not disappoint my father, -- he added, even quieter, but no less sincerely.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers