Book: Night of the gods

Great power implies great responsibility. Than honorable people matter more than all of his decisions and actions, the less freedom he has.

Having some experience, Bojnice knew for sure: the war must go eat!

To Balance came her destiny, and the courage to follow - even this fate was not the same as everyone hoped. But Lyutava not condemn a friend and was not even surprised at her courage. One who goes his own way, as strange as that may be, is still more hope for happiness than the one who dutifully followed the crowd and not even the thought: I have something here right?

Angrily the reduced eyes Ljutomer watched as she excitedly walks to and fro. All his human and divine nature wanted to give her unknown fiancé. Now that the groom has acquired name and gender, Lutomer suddenly realized that he doesn't care about the fate of the vows and that he is willing to fight for it with anyone - even with the very Varg Radom! No matter how much he tried to get used to and accept the fact that sooner or later she will leave, but never used. And not resigned. His whole being rebelled against the thought of giving her up. And if it is necessary to change the very destiny - where is she, fate, where it is the spindle? Ljutomer felt the strength to do anything. And stop it if she Lyutava want to go.

These unreliable allies in the end betrayal stabbed him to death along with the entire squad, and their last battle also had a song, menacing and majestic, rooted in the heart, leaves in the soul not grief, but pride of ancestors.

- Oh! - surprised Boomer. All you who won? And we have not heard!
- We won, Yes. But not by force of arms, and the force that bends the solid iron and blunts the sharpest blades, the power of money.

Spirit helpers get at initiation. But not all and not always, but only those who manage to convince the spirit to serve themselves worthy of it by their origin, who will help the older and wise... From Galitsy there was nothing - no wisdom, nor kind, nor mentors. Only the mother-servant and father-the devil. And this father could teach her how to bring the spirit of the Lower world. Intermediary between the world and the Abyss. These do not understand that kind of person. They will serve anyone who will feed them. But if Lyutava in gratitude to their spirits-patrons scatters on the grass the bread slices and sprinkle with milk or honey, then the spirits of the Lower world want human blood.
And go down much easier than the climb up. Hunt out the power easier, and the results of such divination are maturing faster.

The gods still took his victim, because no benefit is given to them for nothing.

Prince just as mortal as the last slave.

A young sorcerer-Princess is so accustomed to the fact that she is better than everyone, always and everywhere, that it aroused her no vanity: she took their superiority for granted, able to rejoice in him, not hurting the pride of others, always seemed cheerful and friendly, so that it was impossible to be angry for all its undoubted excellence.

Madder, Night Mother, goddess of darkness, winter and decay, is as vital to the universe, Lada and Lelia, deteriorating flowers out of their sleeves, because if Marena will not clear the place of the former, where they will sow new flowers?

You should never be desperate! You have to look carefully at the sides, and then you notice the white Swan good luck, don't let her out of his hands.

Even when the danger is distant, is better to get accustomed to those who are very close.