Book: Odyssey Of The North

And I wondered, why those who come after us are doomed to continue the struggle of those who have already left, and did not see the justice in that.

The man moved closer to the stove, as if fearing that the fire, this gift of Prometheus, suddenly disappear.

People dreamt about at least a small respite. In addition, the Klondike was a new Nordic center, and they wanted to live in this Golden City, where the Golden sand flows like water, and in the halls tancevalnij never stops the fun.

- No, Prince, there's something behind it, mark my words. We will hear about him if he stays in our area.
- And if not?
- Then my generosity will be hit and wept my sixty ounces.

- Well, who is he?
I do not know. Didn't want to speak and withdrew into himself like a snail. A curious subject.