Game: Lagertha

I wonder if there will ever be machines without paper and ink ribbon? Dreamer...

What does this starry sky hide? Infinity that we will never see. A distance that cannot be reached. But, unlike this beautiful and bright canvas, we have an end goal. Not the most definite, but there. And I couldn't help but think about it.

This city hid secrets that only the bravest and most desperate souls could unravel.

Love is honesty. And trust. I think so.

You kill all the inner demons in me. You can’t imagine how much I’ve missed this all my life.

By the way, Zhenya told me the other day that I don’t communicate with enough youth. Now I know what gaslight, abuse and cringe are.

There are days that you don't want to live through. I want to squander them, skip them, skip them, but just not feel them on myself.

Who would have thought that it is memories that create a person. Without them, we are not us at all. You have to wander in the dark, not understanding where and why you are going.

You flew out of your nest, but you constantly break your own wings, fall because you cling to your old injuries and resentments. Let them go. And fly already. Fly where you really want. Otherwise, you will remain that little girl who was ready to fall through the ice, if only her parents were there again. Olesya, a choice is always a loss. Choosing one, you will inevitably lose the other. But you can't run away forever. At some point a choice will have to be made.

Pat and Greg have been through so much. Really strong people. If I were in their place, would I be able to love? Would you accept hardship? I would... couldn't. I'm sure Pat constantly has to step over herself and endure other people's mood swings. Silence when a loved one reaches for a bottle to ease the pain. The one she loved is gone. All that's left is an angry, wounded ghost. It is better to leave and pass for a creature than to suffer.

Discover new things and expose yourself, expose fears, shortcomings, stupid habits. Don't be afraid to look stupid. Respect. Trust. Be in love. Will I find happiness? Or is it in the past?

Even the hardest rock can crack and collapse, and what can we say about the thickness of the human heart? Each of us has the right to be weak one day. And if there is someone nearby who can protect and support, then it will be better.

What is it when the heart aches? This is when an intangible burnt hole forms in the chest that nothing can fill. I want to scream, cry, destroy everything around, but you just put a smile on your face like a mask and go. You go, trying to live on, when you no longer care about your life. It’s like you yourself poured gasoline on your life, and then indifferently watch how everything burns, charred, turns into ashes.

It never happens in any war, it never happens without civilian casualties.