Character: Arm-Ann

Since then, as erected the vaults of heaven,
What meaner thorough winter and summer?
Oh, I know, it is the curiosity of the princesses!

Born month - curved claw
The world's first dragon.
Night insatiable. The sky is bottomless.

Afternoon the air trembles
And the sea yawns in the rocks.
Hello, sadness.

I rise to the heavens, and my shadow lies in the rocks, small as the pupil of a mouse... I fall to the ground, and my shadow greets me as my brother.

- You think poetry is like? asked Arman tone provocateur.
Utah sprang, eyes blazing passionately:
Is what you cannot see, only feel...

I tie in the stifling network of Rituals.
Free born free I was not
Without you. Show me the sky.

After hundreds of nights, to the last morning stretches.
Don't call me. I call
Is.

Lonely the sky was hidden in clouds face.
Probably, with grief -
Tired grimace in the mirror of the sea.

The sun is a shepherd without a flock.
Morning gold, the evening is copper.
And it seems that it is not necessary
Neither remember nor regret.