Posts from Dal Shabet
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-- Hey, Maria, Ilaria! -- she called out to her acquaintances. Although, it couldn't be said that she knew Ilaria well; rather, she felt a bit of pity for the girl because of her difficult fate. -- Come here, by the fire!
- Oh, Agnet, I'm sorry, I don't have time right now!
Except the ones we've made
-- Come on, I'll help you. You lead, and then we'll warm up.
Amos finally came to his senses. He jumped up briskly, almost falling again.
- I don't like sand, - he muttered.
Looking around, he searched for Saria and Alva.
Ilaria approached the campfire.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
-- Come on, I'll help you. Guide the way. And then we'll warm up.

- We're looking for beer and meat before the expedition fails.
Except the ones we've made
Revan, so what about the worms? Can I order them to bring Ples's sword to the shore?
-- Come on, I'll help you. You lead, and then we'll warm up.
Except the ones we've made
Amos limped across the sand. I wonder how many crew members died? They should be washed ashore.
- And how far is the city?
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
Except the ones we've made
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
- Are you alright? - Zelig examined his charges. - Just a few scratches. That girl is helping everyone, go to her. Or to Agnet. And I'll go find out what's going on.
- How far is it to the city?
Belenor or Belanor? I like the second option more.