Character: Beata

For everything in life you have to pay. Sometimes blood and tears of others. Sometimes blood and tears of loved ones. But much more often their own blood and their own tears that can not be shown to the public.

Men are mortal, and mortal suddenly.

... on the sand of the arena I went to ideal for combat condition: cold as ice, and at the same time, burning like fire...

... fear just ran out... Completely... there is a blind hatred of everything in the world and quietly on the bottom forosamine memories.. hazed by time...