Граф Орлов
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Yeah, with that kind of speech, all you'll do is bring everyone down.
-- YUU-HAA! -- Before everyone dies of depression, we need to say something more cheerful. -- Let our enemies curse the day they were born! We will collect many heads and remain alive to tell the tale.
Patting the shoulders of his comrades standing nearby, Ushumgallu went to the edge of the wall. It's so high; if you fall, you won't be able to gather your bones. He rotated his wrists, warming up before the battle and calming the tremor.
"Let this thing work," he gripped the handles of the glider tightly, and even through his gloves, they now feel slippery like fish scales.
The stench rises from the corpses under the wall, a sweet-salty, disgusting odor of bodies that have been lying in the sun for too long. Ushumgallu deliberately takes a deep breath – spoiled meat, nothing more. Whatever happens next, he is ready for it – at least, that's how it seems right now.
-- YUU-HAA! -- Before everyone dies of depression, we need to say something more cheerful. -- Let our enemies curse the day they were born! We will collect many heads and remain alive to tell the tale.
Patting the shoulders of his comrades standing nearby, Ushumgallu went to the edge of the wall. It's so high; if you fall, you won't be able to gather your bones. He rotated his wrists, warming up before the battle and calming the tremor.
"Let this thing work," he gripped the handles of the glider tightly, and even through his gloves, they now feel slippery like fish scales.
The stench rises from the corpses under the wall, a sweet-salty, disgusting odor of bodies that have been lying in the sun for too long. Ushumgallu deliberately takes a deep breath – spoiled meat, nothing more. Whatever happens next, he is ready for it – at least, that's how it seems right now.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers