Book: The last temple. The heir

No, guys, not going. Hedgehogs - birds free. In captivity, quickly fly into a rage.

Because sex is, in fact, it's not tactile sensations, and emotions. Because people rush into different perversion or change each other. All in search of new emotions, not because the neighbor is physiologically built that way or have a neighbor longer.

Truth be told. Made a good run.

Nobody wants difficulties. They are only for awards. The boy, who dreams to put on Superman's Cape, not to think about the duty and salvation of men, and about the kiss first beauty in the class. About a million comments on his blog. About envious, bitter envy, Petka-the bully. And to shoulder the responsibility to carry it because no one else, can only units.

- Then all the manipulators. All commit acts that trigger hundreds and thousands chains. Just calculate them do not know. And blame it on fate, bad luck and Satan. And in fact, in ninety percent of cases, to blame themselves.
- A controversial thesis - I do not agree - often there are objective reasons.
- Objective reasons, often only the middle of the chain, and to look deeper, people just don't want to. - Smiled indulgently Dolt. - Your girlfriend left you? Fallen out of love? Fell in love with another? It's not your fault? Or maybe you're just not interested in the fact that she needs to be happy? You gave her the money and the Golden cage, and she wanted poetry and tenderness. Or Vice versa.
What if she just... hmm... a prostitute.
- Still your fault. You're either lying to himself, considering it to be the other, and he is to blame for the result. You can't give her happiness. Even if this happiness for her constant betrayals.
- Is this correct?
- And is it right to milk the wolves, and with the hare go hunting? There are guys bisexual, have cuckoldery, there are hundreds of perverts, who will be able to give her happiness and be happy with it themselves. So what's her fault, not yours? Just that your morals different from her? Then put her in the cage, tie chains, make the rod, to love you and your morals. Better yet, burn her as a witch and the rest of my life feel sorry for yourself. You're so miserable, and everyone around you to blame for your troubles.

People can always justify what it wants. All and all is good. Even if it is murder and genocide.

The main weakness of the people is vanity. People always not enough that they already have or achieved. Providing yourself the most necessary, the person begins to dream big. He ate bread, now I want more and oil. After oil, already dreaming about the caviar and then want to have even more exotic and delicious. But what about those who have a Villa in nice, and the yacht, and girls or boys for any taste? They begin to look for what others don't to stand out. And are willing to pay millions for the "Black square" by Malevich or incompetent daub some impressionist. If only it was expensive and exclusive.

- Soldiers dressed as knights, but behave like uncouth yokels. Only you call me my lady, push chair, and more. When you look at me, the look in your eyes there is something from the artist. Looking at a masterpiece or a flower. Not wanting to rip it, or buy and hide in the closet. Not wanting to own. And the rest, all I can do is look around dirty looks and making flat compliments. This is no fairy tale. Even paladins, and they do not behave like knights, but as actors of a cheap theatre. Posture, eloquent words, that's all can. And to open the door before the girl even did not realize. And with you I feel like a real Princess. Which knight is caring, not hot look.
Well. No matter how much the girl or woman years. No matter who she is on the social ladder. Priestess of the order of the top clan or the business lady. Everyone wants to believe in fairy tales and miracles. In romance and Prince. And when you cease to believe, cease to be women. Turn into the furies, bitch, and Mercantile of serdtseeda.

Some people need to stifle in the cradle!

But we all are. Just the scale of our deeds thinner, the consequences are not so great. And so, what's the difference, what purpose do you intrigue? In order to arm another country or for designated senior Manager for the sale of vacuum cleaners? People. We are just people.

I thoughtfully fingered her green curls. All I realized that even won't tell anybody about our meeting. No need for anyone to know about the one who gave me back my youth. Only now I realize that younger. When the soul stirring feelings. No, it is not love. But this affection, tenderness, gratitude that a man has to test against the woman.

As a whole, a Church of many scandals connected. Even past me was not the story five years ago, when the whole world was shaking, some from laughter, some from anger. Then one clan stumbled upon the wandering dungeon "Breakthrough Inferno" with an epic boss, a hell hound three hundredth level. The clan didn't want to miss it because the RAID was assembled in haste. And invited a young priest, respected in the community. Father Nicephorus had recently been ordained and was sent to the dream, to spread the word of God. <...> In a hastily assembled team were not qualified and almost merged. In the end only two left, father Nicephorus and paladin clan. Though the hound was already on the legs, the two players have never been able to finish. And when the monk had ended the manna, fell and was already on the last breath, the priest of despair, just jumped to the hound, swinging a censer, with a cry of "Begone, bitch," he pulled the hound over his forehead. Monks, absolutely not a combat class, and the censer was used as batavii the subject against demons and undead. But the physics of the world has not been canceled. The system calculated the force, the weight, the lever and the shots on goal, had the sanctity of the subject and gave damage. This was a wild Crete and the hell hound was formed. <...> The system, calculate the impact, included the attainment, count it as a skill, as well as the last words of the monk during the impact was "get thee behind me, bitch," the skill and called. Incense then purchased some unique properties.

... for the unusual result require unique solutions. And of those who is not Toren trail always laugh at those who do not have the patience or the courage to go it same. Yes, and to resent those who are above you goes, to live by the rules imposed. Want to be a person, not swim with the tide and not against it. Swim where you want.

In eighteen easy to dream of the laurels of Macedon, or Ivan the terrible. They're also in the twenty-almost half the world conquered. And during these eighteen so hard to understand that the command is easy, but to bear the responsibility for decisions much more difficult.