Character: Uta

- Slavca, why are you crying? I thought it was you for the Khazar sea sell! And Hrolf really is a good person, you're happy with him going to live.
"I know," sobbed she.
- What tears?
- To order.

Around me were people, they were even more than usual, but I thought that I was alone in a dense forest.

I could live with him happy life.
But, you see, it was not my destiny, not my a long time to keep will never get.

The river is always comforting. You begin to realize that no one carries the flow of life - this is the General law. And merged with the river, find peace: because either way, it will lead you to heaven, because there lies its continued path.

- Our odd cousin Helga seized the whole power, defeated all the enemies and managed to pass it by inheritance. Our fathers, though not captured Pleskov, but occupy an important position. I wish my husband was not worse!
- But your husband... if this is Desislav, and so it is not worse. He is the Prince of an old family, he ruled the whole tribe...
- And what has he done to take this place? Just born his father's son! Wow, what a feat!

When she becomes a Princess, I'm going to wait on her, and for that I took since childhood.
But there are things a Princess must do for herself.
She and the Princess.

My heart was empty, grief spilled out, and could only wait until the future will come to the liberated place. Like water in a dry dredged the well: first one is the dregs, and then you look, and again shines something bright, alive...

We have rejoiced in all that was find common. Especially me, because even then, in seven years, Elga seemed to me better than anyone in the world.
And in that dark winter evening in my mind I figured: if I'm ready to go to the forest, if it is needed?
She can go - she's so brave!
Not what I...
But if I stay home, and she leaves alone, will be even worse.
And I realized that I have no choice.

- Saiko Chan, I mean. What do you like?
- Food, games, sleep, sweets, manga, anime, sleeping, yakiniku, cakes, games, sleep, and still have rest after a meal.

In our times, the tragedy is not in fashion. Why don't we add more fun?

Everyone thinks differently, so to achieve mutual understanding difficult.

You always go over the edge, so others can't take my eyes off you. Those who don't want you to fell, and those who are waiting for your fall.

In our times, the tragedy is not in fashion.

Death is below, in the Nightmare. There you razdelyaet atoms.