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The lights began to go higher and higher and soon turned into clear stars. One of them rolled across the sky, leaving a long trail of fire behind it. "Someone died," the girl thought, because her recently deceased old grandmother, who alone in the whole world loved her, told her more than once: "When an asterisk falls, someone's soul flies away to God."

Have a nice flight everyone!

Life is not just the time we are given, it is our opportunity to make our mark.

- The Ancient Monk renounced worldly affairs - only the path of improvement is important to him. The King of Poisons, they say, has dissolved into jianghu, even the trace has caught a cold. The owner of the Valley of Ghosts is an equally dubious and secretive figure. It is not clear whether it can be attributed to "people" and whether it is worth considering? Wen Kexing retorted fearlessly.

A shod flea can also leave a deep mark on an elephant.

Good luck, let it follow!

With prayer to my God.

the splendor of the Christmas star rises.

and my eternal sign is a trace of fire.

August is the month when you try to catch the elusive summer by the tail... You try to breathe in the warmth, feel its taste, aroma and tenderness... And you want the summer to leave a warm, spiritual trace in your heart...

Time. One of the rarest valuables, which is priceless. It cannot be accumulated, hung on the wall like a precious painting, put into pockets like candy in childhood. It slips through your fingers like fine sea sand. It is always scarce. And how often do we hear excuses "now is not the time." We put it off for later, as if it were our property. And time passes carelessly, without looking back. Unfortunately, we do not control time, but we can leave our mark in it. With a needle and thread, make your own thin stitch in space, some with a stalk, some with a satin stitch, some with a French knot. Connecting generations, bridges, lives. Leaving your imprint on the Universe. Your DNA.

The trace remains after, and not before hitting the source. So, approximately, and with genius.

*Eldians turn into giants*

One day I returned to the place where three corpses lay. It was necessary to put the police on a false trail, so I decided to take their heads and move them to the neighboring forest. Three heads - they have already rotted - threw into the bag (he was wearing gloves, a medical mask). And with these three heads, I walked around the city for a long time, went to the store to buy cigarettes and a couple of cans of a cocktail, and rode on the bus with them. Nobody suspected anything. You never know what for three rounds - maybe three cabbages.