Character: Linda Martin. Page 3

This woman is clearly a problem with trust. Obviously. Or she's just a bitch!

- Sorry, I don't have knives, we would make a blood oath.
- The next time.
Yes, Yes, next time, that's progress.

- According to the canons of human: once upon a time a boy met a girl and they fell in love with each other. They had sex. The only problem is that they were deities, and in this moment the universe began.
- The big Bang?
- You didn't realize how fitting this name is, right? In General, they become mom and dad, and they had a whole bunch of kids, including yours truly. And they built a house. They called it Paradise. They were happy. Dad was... well, that is dad and mom... Well, mom was pretty cute at first. But people change, right? Dad was to go into the garage and tinkering with a small project called "Humanity". Mom got cold and... distant. And soon they both scored on the family.
And then one of the kids started to act?
Exactly. Dad got mad and threw me out of the house.
- What did your mother?
Nothing. She just stood and looked at it. But in the end, after a couple of thousand years dad kicked her. Threw her in the Hell and put in a cage. Well, I made her what she is to me. Nothing.

Maybe it was the hint of intimacy and the pieces of bread symbolized the confidence of the detective? Or, it was a sandwich of suspicion, I ... Doctor, what a delicious message she gave me?
- And Hitler?
Sandwich is Hitler?
- How did you torture Hitler in hell? His cage next to IDI Amin or Mussolini? Or is there hell has wing tyrants?
- Yes, in vain I thought you don't want to discuss what I do the devil.

Sometimes in the middle of a crisis, we try to distract ourselves - is to create a barrier to avoid a collision with the deepest fears.

If we want to get closer to the world around you, sometimes it is helpful just to accept him and those around us.

Sometimes you have to lose something to understand the value of it.

Vulnerable to be scary.

- Do you like how nice it is to do good, but the real good must come from dedication and from the heart.
- Of course. I truly want to appreciate the real me. The devil has a terrible reputation.
- So you care about your image, how you appear to people.
And, you're welcome!
I mean, you're evolving in a wonderful direction. But good is not a toy.
- Well, I'll play with him like a toy.

- Funny, I always treated the benefactors with pity, knowing their dirty little secret.
- What?
- That to do good is very nice!

Being alone and being lonely are two completely different things.

- You finally begin to understand their emotions. Break the installation.
Actually that's the problem. I put them back.
Why?
All these emotions are fucking me uncomfortable, that's why.

- Why I blame their little sins? If I whisper in their ear, forcing them to do what they otherwise consider reprehensible, "Oh! It's the devil made me do it!". I was never forced to do anything! Never!
- What happened to you is unfair.
- Unfair? It's illegal! Forever my name is used as illustration for his depravity.

- Maybe stick to the boundaries of your mental faculties?
- And maybe my simplicity offers a different point of view?