Book: About how harmful it is to save the dragons



"Glad you like that."
What? Cruel?
"You're a beast. Live by our laws. Worthy. Do not leave behind enemies. Live today. Strong. Proud." - he jerked his tail.
№ 287050   Added MegaMozg 15-05-2017 / 08:31
Look, here product unconventional love Goblin and zombies, you'll be scraping your brain off the sides of the skull in a pile, and clearly give me the answers! See flyer runt?! - I'm usually not rude so openly, but the circumstances demanded it.
№ 287049   Added MegaMozg 15-05-2017 / 08:31
The pale disk of the moon reflected in the dark surface of the water, in the center of a large lake. Next sad blinking stars. Rare rhythmically swayed the reeds growing along the banks. A warm breeze played with the leaves on tall trees. In the distance an owl hooted. Music flowed the sounds of the night forest.
In the heart of the reflection of a night drive in the middle of the lake, stood a frail white-haired Nude girl. Black water lapping around her hips and flowed through the palm of your hand. White hair tucked shoulders, scattered on the bare chest and rippling on the alabaster back to the water. The girl gazed into the night sky, humming a tune stringy...
№ 287048   Added MegaMozg 15-05-2017 / 08:31
Stopping, I lifted the hood and lifted her face to the sun. Inhaling deeply, the fresh sea air I was just happy that it's another beautiful day. What you see is blue sky. What still breathing, and breathe the air of freedom, not damp casemates.
№ 287047   Added MegaMozg 15-05-2017 / 08:31
Road. How much or how little in this word. For someone on the road is the endless motion, of unconscious motivation, choice, unsupervised knowledge of the world and himself. The road is life. The road is a struggle. The path laid by someone else, but open again. The road is a bloody sunset, stuffy starry night, the rosy dawn, and finally, a new day will bring surprises. The road is travel, and alien life. The road is the turn that marks own choice.
№ 287046   Added MegaMozg 15-05-2017 / 08:31
During the ten years of adult life I realized a simple truth. Today is what's important. And partly future. The past makes us what we are today, but past that you don't remember, just did not exist. So, I thought to myself.
№ 278411   Added MegaMozg 08-03-2017 / 08:58
Lying anyone who says that death has no smell. She has an amazing flavor. He is an incredible disgust, but it you want to inhale again and again. Paradox.
№ 278410   Added MegaMozg 07-03-2017 / 22:27