Character: Kinsley



But the most difficult thing - to know the hour of parting, and go through it. Because otherwise it would have been then the flour, and debris, and misfortune... who, knowing the appointed hour, walking towards him, the little things of everyday life delivers from death. And what is good to resist - I let you go... and if I didn't, you still leave tomorrow... do Not deprive me of the right to the gesture, the only... and last...
№ 125418   Added MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 15:49
You - stream, a great raging torrent, crashing against the dam. While levees can withstand the pressure, it boils with foam and playfully plays in the surf. He loves the dam, and giving them his frantic Blanker love. But his love of destruction. It attracts and caresses, and beats, and tearing the soft hands, and the dam crumbling, debris falling one after the other in her palm. And then she said, sweeping away everything in its path, rushes away, farther, farther, driven by the desire to beat the surf and foam to boil, - until he finds a new dam which will flood their generous love and in the end will also destroy... But on the state of levee knows only her caretaker, and not a stream. After all, when the stream rises to the top, the end is quite near.
№ 94203   Added MegaMozg 05-01-2017 / 22:31
When the house falls into decay, crumbling plaster. The decline and fate, too, has its own preamble. Long time to resist them - the folly and sentimentality, which is worse. Become ridiculous. The end can only hide, but not stop.
№ 94200   Added MegaMozg 05-01-2017 / 22:31
Who loves climbing, needs to accept and decline, because both are inseparable.
№ 94199   Added MegaMozg 05-01-2017 / 22:31