Граф Орлов
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A one-handed bandit will protect.
Adrian sat under a tree and rested. Unfortunately, his active nature never allowed him to fully relax and constantly found reasons for worry. Now, the disappearance of Ilaria, Agnet, and Maria had become that reason.
--They're taking too long. Did they get lost? No, that's nonsense. Where could they get lost? Or did they get into some kind of trouble? Again, nonsense. And besides, why should I worry?--With these words, Adrian returned to his rest.
Half an hour passed.
--No, I'll go look for them,--said Adrian and went into the forest.
He shouted. There was no answer.
--Well, they must have gotten lost. Now I have to find them. And, of course, I have to do it. As always,--Adrian began searching for tracks.
You can join, but I probably won't be able to break through the illusion and return anyway.
Adrian sat under a tree and rested. Unfortunately, his active nature never allowed him to fully relax and constantly found reasons for worry. Now, the disappearance of Ilaria, Agnet, and Maria had become that reason.
--They're taking too long. Did they get lost? No, that's nonsense. Where could they get lost? Or did they get into some kind of trouble? Again, nonsense. And besides, why should I worry?--With these words, Adrian returned to his rest.
Half an hour passed.
--No, I'll go look for them,--said Adrian and went into the forest.
He shouted. There was no answer.
--Well, they must have gotten lost. Now I have to find them. And, of course, I have to do it. As always,--Adrian began searching for tracks.
You can join, but I probably won't be able to break through the illusion and return anyway.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers