Book: The long road to Karn

After all, most rotten - is to sit in old age and to speculate about what "might try, but did not dare - the gut was thin".

The feeling of power was so unreal that it is beyond any words. Like an ongoing orgasm... no, not that... much stronger and different. Rage like an incredible sense of peace and happiness, each hit on the enemy, like a SIP of cold beer on a hot summer day, like the smile of a young beauty.

I'm confused ... this friend has never seen and, frankly, couldn't even imagine what she could do to look like.
- A gift... the Prince... I... I'm not fulfilling his promise to wait... I'm getting married - the last phrase she literally blurted out, then sighed and lowered his eyes.
And then I was nearly hysterical. I was just immediately reminded of an anecdote in which Santa Claus opened the door blubbered the girl. And to his question, what's the matter, she, choking with sobs, explained what he was expecting when he got the call, rushed to the door to open and fell on the road. Tore my new dress, I forgot the poem learned in advance and lost the bow. "Holy shit!" - spreading his hands, disappointed and said loudly, then Santa Claus.

... believe that justice is she like about her singing in dive bars Karna? The war Split started because one side thought that with it being unfair. To tell you its effects?

... doubt in the absence of alternatives is at least silly...

You need to get up... Wincing have not retreated in pain, I rose heavily to his feet and put boots on contorted in a death grimace face gray monster.
- It's for symmetry, the bastard, ' I croaked, pulling out of his eye socket broken sword.