e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
-But what will you do if we just go around you? - asked the Tyrian to the creature. - You can't move, can you?
- I don't hit silly flower girls, even if they can devour an adult in one bite. - Khorus approached the flower girl. - Aren't you bored here? Do you have any friends?
The horse is mine!
Dryad knew absolutely nothing about the ruins.
- I can't do anything for you, but... you won't be able to get past me.
- Friends, what is this? - Although it doesn't seem like it, one could guess that the flower girl was lonely, even though she didn't realize it herself.
- It seems some sorceress put her here, and she ordered her to guard this place and keep people out. Unfortunately, there were no explanations as to why this place needs to be guarded, - Nemo stretched her neck, - I suggest we kill her and check it out. Anyway, this pathetic creature will live its whole life in the forest, and the most it can hope for is to become a meal for some lost traveler.
- Well, it's when people come to you and talk, and you feel like the sun is shining and a gentle rain is falling... - Horus didn't know how else to explain the word to the FLOWER. - That's how we are now, we came here and want to bring you... good things...