During the maneuvering of her acquaintance around the Sord, Tokoton didn't utter a single word, and during the new transport ritual, her facial expression only reflected boredom.
Tokoton waved her hand and went home, deciding along the way that during all these rituals and travels, she had sweated so much that there would be enough ingredients for a large amount of white tea.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт