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Tiberius decided to keep the travel journal for himself, and gave the sets to his comrades.
-If you think they will be useful to him in the afterlife, you can throw them in too, - he said to them.
-I don't need anything that belongs to others, - Odd remarked, - and they don't belong to Lutiel either. The best solution would be to donate them to a monastery, but I don't care about his Gods.
With these words, the dwarf threw the money into the grave.
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