Book: The law on the purity of blood. Servants of the goddess

- By the way, who do you have in the first and second round? - decided to find out I immediately. While tell.
Second is friends. For example, you have me in it. But first - the ones you love. Parents, children... Perhaps the man, if not so lucky, and I will meet him.
Why "no luck"?
And what good is that? - genuinely surprised brownies. - What about her parents, what with children there are no problems. This is the connection, voice of blood... I'm for them as important as they are for me. But man... of Course, sometimes they are harmonious, mutually loving couples, but more likely to lose in the love lottery.

There is a saying that the morning is always good, and it is not to blame for the fact that you haven't slept.

- And what, if some, should I look for things? - ironically raised a copper eyebrow Inir.
- About ten minutes - seriously said Ghani. And on the way back can be a little lost.

Oddly enough, the great on the thrones is not needed. And if they just do not realize it and will not depart for the throne, as I have no time, it will appear at the bottom of life.

Funny thing about life - the rustle sounded under the arches of the baritone.
"Very," quietly agreed the Mouse.
I just smiled, slowly floating away into sleep.
Really funny. It turned out this way... But the three of us, and it was good. Three is better than one. And we are connected. So, we have for each other. So, we - the power!

- I have a strong premonition of impending trouble, the common people are aptly referred to as "zapadlo"? thoughtfully question parrot.
- No.

Gently, iris, gently! I am, after all a woman, dead! We as love affection and tenderness!

- What are you doing in this kind of do?! And how... I just told my daughter that our dead - the most decent person in the local cemetery! And you?!
- And we preference play with, ' chuckled grandpa next to grandma and quickly melted in the air.

We peacefully come to visit his dearly departed relatives. By the way, is also very peaceful! In slay do not become ghosts do not become. Perfect dead! Any concern for the keepers of the cemetery.
- Yeah, and so, what we are quite alive the night of stomp at the cemetery to visit the dearly departed relatives, is in order. Moreover, we stamp with backpacks and a parrot. You see, first for the feast, and the second... for fun.

- My beauty, come here, - gently cooed I slowly pull to the parrot hands.
- I look like a fool? - amazed feathered.
- Well, you know... I sat on the floor and winked at Phoenix. - Well, based on your assertions, ass fool.
- Ass fool with a well-developed sense of self-preservation, making it significantly smarter.

- If with a girl something happens...
Kesha slammed innocent eyes and said:
- No, I, of course, to measure the forces and capabilities... But I'm so small and weak!
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