A dimly lit city street. A lone passerby hurries to get away from here, but suddenly stops, attracted by a sound that suddenly appears. A piano is playing, someone starts to sing, but the words are difficult to make out; only "...I love the world..." can be clearly heard. A dark silhouette appears behind the passerby. The passerby falls.
Interests: Traveling to parallel worlds
A strange man, dressed in a dirty cloak, walks down a dark alley. He is absorbed in something, walking without looking where he is going, and tripping regularly. There are traces of beatings and bruises on his face. This man is muttering something to himself: "The yellow face is hiding. The birds are hiding. Now we will find him, we will find him, my..." Suddenly, he stops and looks around. Two sharp fangs sink into his neck...
I don't know what the connection is... but Mordor, yes! And carbohydrates :)
A young man walks slowly down an empty street, carrying a plush heart-shaped pillow filled with sawdust in front of him. He constantly looks at it and smiles.
- I'm a kind Forest Ranger. Want a pine cone...?

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
