Game: Club Romance — My Stories. Page 2

Even the noisiest street in Calcutta could not drown out the quiet happiness that Killian and I felt in each other's presence.

Not fair. The eyes are ordinary, like everyone else's. Why do traitors have them the same as those of the righteous?

Wherever a person appears, garbage remains. We survived the storm, but didn’t learn to clean up after ourselves. Maybe it’s not for nothing that nature doesn’t like us now?

At night it’s a draw, which means it’s shared.

In the desert, the hot, harmful wind continued to play with the sand. Sefer was going through hard times. The hearts of Adil and the girl ached for everyone who had to face losses. I've always been sick, but not now. Now they just loved each other. And this love was the only stable and correct thing in life. She was a constant. Not insidious, like a snake, but healing. And their bodies entwined with each other, their ragged breathing, and sultry kisses were more eloquent than any words.

After all, one breath of his sweet dope drives you crazy forever.

Power clouds even the most inquisitive minds.

Lou, I adequately understand that the world cannot be changed. We talked to you about this... Experiments on living people, mass executions, legalized slavery, fear brought up from childhood... Brainwashing from all sources of information. And all under the sugary vanilla glaze of goodness and the only correct ideology.

I don't consider emotions something shameful if the body requires it. If I want, I’ll pay, don’t worry so much.

“This is what happens when you do what you truly love.” And also... when you let go of the eternal feeling of guilt.

Life is much more complex than a simple set of rules. Sometimes we are forced to break them.

Forgive me, grant me redemption.

Six hundred years have passed. And I still don’t believe that I am so lucky to be mutually loved by you.

If you come face to face with your Death... What will you tell it when you realize that it is inevitable? What will you ask for?..