Book: Jung with shadows

The soldiers did not fight - they danced, playing with the death in a mysterious, fascinating and almost imperceptible eye game in which the rate was their life.

Steel, fire, blood and the will of the gods, I tell you - Sagra over you, and she will decide who of you is right and decent!

I'm a dwarf, and the gunpowder is flowing in our blood!

- Kli, what are you doing? I asked the Goblin who swung over the side of the legs and rinsed them in the water.
What's he doing? Try to overcome your fear of the water element.
- Look, flop.
- You get caught, carelessly, he grinned.

The day when all this happened, people realized that no wonder the elves named the river Selinou, that is the Black river. Black river - black days. However, in those days the river was not black, and red with the blood of men and orcs.

Patience comes to an end, and all the lessons are forgotten.

To jump into a pit full of vipers, and come crawling back if this was the test for a real master-thief?

- Here it is! It's not the clothes, this outfit is a peacock!
- All the little Dukes of peacocks, Garrett.

Keep in mind the mass of absolutely stupid and unnecessary things - it can only he in whose veins flows the noble blood.

Goodness the elves as much as their direct relatives, the orcs. That is zero.

If you trust the first comer, then sooner or later you're dead.

Elves do not differ generosity towards his enemies and do not stop to poke the arrows in the back of the opponents, if they provide yellow-eyed guys such a great opportunity.

Dreams can kill - rustled First. - Enough to believe that the dream is not quite a dream that you not only see it, but also begin to live in it... as soon As the dream stops being a dream, it becomes dangerous for the person who believes in him!

Some dreams are as dangerous as reality.