Character: Harold Lillian Alexander Evans-Slytherin. Page 1

Much honor is interested, the main thing is to not be where you want to see and where you want to be. Power over is the highest authority. Unfortunately, in a certain measure any deprived of it. It's family, work, even a regular toilet and sleep.

Tradition is only tradition. In the end - there is only power and those deprived of it.

The easiest enemy is the one who comes at you with fists; the most dangerous is the one who swears allegiance to.

All of these vegans, leftists, and gay pride parades in the cities - all this is nonsense. Homosexuality refers to mental disorders and genetic diseases not just. Because about women, almost unheard of, but about men trumpeted in all the media. All gay men and women by nature are not equal. To compare the male - breadwinner, protector and father, and the woman - mother, teacher and homemaker, like comparing red and round and try to equalize the rights. From the role of men often depends on the survival of the entire family, so it was for centuries. I agree, if a man allows you to put yourself in all fours and fuck, if he allows to dominate him and subject to someone- what will happen to his family? Roughly speaking - the same as with him. So the bugger is not so much one who sleeps with men as the one who is unable to be a man. But for girls it's different. For girls normal to dominate her man and okay to obey him. Therefore, the lesbianism out loud was frowned upon, but in able people look at it through his fingers. And I do not need to remember the middle Ages, there is an adequate society was in the East. Well, more adequate than the Catholics.
No one, even the most ridiculous-looking tradition, is not meaningless. The man heads the family. Woman it continues. But a woman in poverty can lead the family, and male - to continue, however, it is wrong. Your physiology is tuned for procreation, you have surges of hormones and more fluctuating emotions, so you constantly harder to keep his head cold. We are also unable to spawn offspring on the side and enter the race, but it's wrong.

- You were in another world? They really exist? Tell me!
- You don't know. Long story short, unpleasant, bloody and littered with the corpses of my many friends and relatives. In short, don't laugh, I was brought to another world where time runs much faster than here. It's not a romantic fantasy stories Maslowski writers... or not maslovski, I think, is the writing wizards - too many real things are listed there. Listen to me.
In another world we are not wanted. We were not waiting for the elderly wizards with bags of gold in the bushes nearby, we do not expect a martial arts master and Guild are ready to immediately and unquestioningly believe us, and just compensation to protect. There you will not learn magic rare knowledge or talent. Let me just say one thing... Seven years. Seven years I was playing tag with death. Seven fucking years the whole world was against me, and by those who hated the world and their order, those who were brave enough to work with me - I came back only because of these madmen, who had nothing to lose. There was no romance, but the fight for survival abound. In that world the attitude towards me was vile. And when I made a name for himself and got a reputation, I began to simultaneously fear and hate.

Just remember, my foolish enemy, feasting on the battlefields are not warlike lions, a clever crow...

Here such here we, here pies with kittens handed out on the action: "Buy three pies and get a kitten! Skin is a gift!".

Woe to him who forgets that blacks former does not happen!