-I'll go. - Tiberius volunteered. -Do you happen to have, um, a shovel? I read about how they do it in their homeland.
— Wait for me! — he shouted, and ran to catch up with the others.
There. Another death caused by reckless behavior. One inhaled too many drugs, the other went alone against ten armed men. Or was it a sensible act? No, probably not. People don't die from sensible acts... — Odd consoled himself with this thought, although a certain ambiguity remained. Probably because a comrade had died.

В тихой однообразной жизни всегда так бывает: каждый отдельный день бесконечно долог, но месяцы и годы мчатся с непостижимой быстротой.
I wanted to offer you some flowers, but a crown would suit a princess like you much better
Смысл жизни в том, что жизнь на тебе не заканчивается