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Posts from 🔥 Иказкан -> ТезотAuto-translation in progress
Great idea! It’s exactly what we need right now! This is the perfect moment!
“Well, let’s go. But be careful and quiet. It would be better if we didn’t run into them for no reason,” agreed Rurek. “Let’s find out the terrible secret of these two, if there is one.”
—I’ve only been here with you for a little while, and look how much wiser I’ve become! That’s probably how philosophers are made, right? I need to tell Shuku; he probably never even thought about such things! Although, I’m wondering: why would a simple working man need all this? Too much intelligence is also an excess. She is the source of light because no one else underground is honored as a luminary. Her sword blocks it; did you see how evil it is? It’s probably even better at cutting off heads than yours. The Surface is all the local lands, and the Shadow is, well, you. See? Easy peasy!
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For a moment, Dorian could have sworn that the shadow smiled, but when he blinked, he only saw the same emotionless face.
I found this interesting moment. Could it really be that the shadow comes from the sword? 🤔 If so, what can be done about it? Hero, maybe Dorian should go to Iczar and ask Gekizo for advice. Maybe he’ll give a hint.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
- Please accept my apologies once again, my dear sister; you were right – it is better for us not to leave the safe light of Iczakan and avoid the ominous shadows of its surroundings.
- *sniff-sniff* Fool... *sniff* Idiot. I thought... I thought that... *sniff*
- There, there, don't cry. Your tears hurt me more than any blade.
- And your stupidity hurts me!
- Of course, you are right, and there is no limit to my stupidity – I should have realized long ago that I am a terrible warrior. Forgive me!
- *sniff-sniff*
- Tell me, what can I do to soothe the pain in your heart, in your soul?
Making sure there are no sharp edges nearby, Oconbra trips Noxis, and as he falls, she climbs on top of him, splattering blood from her nail-less fingers.
- Uh... Is this what you're thinking? I had my suspicions, but... Okay, I understand. I am completely at your disposal.
- Just be quiet.
- Wow, look what we've found. - Rog rubs his hands together. - Heh heh.
Well, I won't be able to reach Ona instantly either (I could, but it will consume activity, and I'm also afraid of Barli and the sword (but I'm more afraid of Barli)).
—Perhaps the shadow is just a reflection of the inner light of our souls, and therefore, to stop it, we need to extinguish that light. —Ne-Dor punches the empty space behind his head.
Having once again overcome the many stages of the ascent to the infernal throne, Barley and his gang find themselves before Ona and her sword, Gekizo. At this moment, they were playing chess, but it was too early to judge who had the advantage.
Barley addresses (or waits for them to notice) the players and tells them about what happened to Kapusta, describing all the details. - For this reason, we want to find out who is behind this, and I hope you can help us, - the cook finished his story.
What lovely relations. Only the fingernails and blood spoil everything.
– Nothing special. Probably, all humans do that, – whispered Rurek Rogue. – Let's go back.
The hordes notice Jingo, but Rurek decides to continue to remain silent and keep everything a secret.
- Shhh... Personally, I don't care about... never mind... But I'm worried about her condition. She's completely out of her mind. You're seeing her for the first time, but I've already "had the pleasure" of "talking" to her. No, not in that sense. - the madman whispers to the hordes and nods in the direction of "that sense." - Did you see her fingers? I'm afraid she might die... It's a pity for her, even though she's a fool...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
This madman, it turns out, is caring and worries about everyone! What a surprise! And indeed, they made an amazing discovery here! It was worth following this couple.
– Do you think she'll bleed out? – Rurek looked closely. – It doesn't seem like it... but she could definitely catch some kind of infection through the wounds. Do you want to wait and, if necessary, take her?
If this woman dies, who will hide the bodies in her bottomless stomach? The maniac is useful to the city.
- Now that the worst is over, I must say you have amazing boots, - says Yuyu Chernika, - where did you get them?
- Of course! I took them from a dying woman, - Chernika shows the boots to the trolleybus in all their glory and turns around, demonstrating her robe. - She believed she was connected to some church, but couldn't remember which one. She was worried that her god wouldn't see her last moments underground and wouldn't accept her after death. It was unpleasant to see such a large creature whining, so I had to sit with her during those moments and tell her some stories.Author
Dubo sneezes. 🤧
- There's no need to walk around so lightly, - Ukon grumbled. - You think you're tough, and no infection will stick to you? I've seen strong guys who go out, get their feet wet, or catch a draft, and then they sit there with snot running down their faces, and their backs are broken, and who knows how to treat them. And then it turns into a chronic illness, and suddenly you're not a tough guy, but an old man at twenty, - he points to the cloak. - This is how it should be. A long-haired cave bear, all natural. With this, you can go to the cold Mineralnye Vody, or to the abyss, or anywhere.
- All this is very interesting, colleagues, and not at all suspicious, not at all a worn-out uncle, not at all late reinforcements for the fire mages. But I think she's missing a man. Look at this creature, it's no wonder she throws herself at young elves. Hey! - Chernika says to the shadow. - Stop fooling around, all your little games are a sublimation of biological urges. See that one? - he nods towards the pumpkin-headed one. - Marry him while you still can, he'll carry you on his hands. You'll work together, grow flowers and tomatoes.
This madman, it turns out, is caring and worried about everyone! What a surprise! And indeed, they made an amazing discovery here! It was worth keeping an eye on this couple.
– Do you think it will bleed a lot? – Rurek looked closely. – It doesn't seem like it should... but it definitely could pick up some kind of infection through the wounds. Do you want to wait and, if necessary, take her?
If this woman dies, who will hide the bodies in her bottomless stomach? The maniac is useful to the city.
– I don't know... I don't want to stand here and watch... all this. But you can stand here. If something happens, call me. I think I'll make it in time. It's very close, the same location. Your bodies waited longer while we were "digging up" the "statue" with the pig-cat...
“Hiding bodies in a bottomless stomach” was currently of less interest to the “caring madman”...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
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