Book: New moon. Page 4

The floor in my room smooth, wooden. Touch his feet, now hands, and now temple. Dear God, let me lose consciousness! Alas... a terrible Wave of pain, before licking his feet, stood up and with his head covered.
I didn't want to emerge...
OCTOBER
NOVEMBER
DECEMBER
JANUARY

Everything in the tale is back in its place. The Prince returned a bit broken. I just wasn't sure what to do next with the other characters stories. How to make her happy?

I was just a shell, empty inside. Like an empty house - not livable - during the long months I was lifeless.

She quickly approached him; they did not embrace like other couples met there also. They just stared each other in the face, and yet, this moment was so personal that I looked away to the side.

Love is generally an illogical thing. The more you love someone, the less sense in your actions.

Love gives another person the power to break you.

You are a man, you have a memory like a sieve. Time will heal all wounds.

From the attention (here will agree with me any klutz) generally nothing but trouble. When I'm afraid to disgrace, does not want to look at you with wide eyes.

... it was a voice that I know is always in dreams and reality, or even if I'm dead, I bet. At the sound of the voice I'd walk through the fire, the fire, or, less dramatic, slush and everyday endless cold rain.

- No. - I looked around. - The bike is not broken? - That's what interested me the most. Attempt wanted to repeat, and immediately. Folly brings good dividends, but do I keep the contract, it does not matter. Most importantly, found a way to cause hallucinations.

For the modest success I had to pay an overwhelming apathy from the pain and emptiness I chose the void. So now back pain.

It will be as though I never existed.
It will be like I never was.

Back in the room, I felt some comfort. Can send me as many checks, I thought grimly. In an extreme case, it is possible to buy matches.

The love I felt for him was nothing more than a weak echo of the one that I let in one day... and my heart was far away, wandering along with my windy Romeo...