Olga Gromyko. Enemies of the faithful (№ 204808)

The quiet brooding of the lake with a languishing of the evening mist, crystal springs, Windows, thirst-quenching price of aching teeth, bone from the blocks of ice, cheerfully babbling Brooks, and if necessary, turbid fury of a flood, sweeping away everything in its path. Water compliant and forgiving, but we should not delude ourselves. It can take any form, but to keep it in handfuls you fail as you try not to. How to stay afloat if you're axe. A good axe, I thought grimly, heavy, direct the dwarven axe on the steel handle. Not even a gurgle. Cancers will then help to bring about calculated hydrodynamically shaped blade and a lightweight alloy...