Гражданин! Мать - это республика, а папа - стакан портвейна.
В продолжение вчерашнего поста, потому что я не успокоюсь, если не подобью хоть кого-нибудь это прочитать и бегать-орать вместе со мной 
(c)
She leaned back to study his blue eyes that danced with secrets. “You know their story well.”
“Yes,” he said, “but I wish to hear more from you. Who are they?”
“Their names are hidden, as names hold power. But there is the Warrior Woman from the Middle Kingdom. She is as strong as a god and twice as fast with her sword and more noble than any man who draws breath.”
Something clattered to the floor in the hall.
“And the fair princess whose beauty hides a savage cunning. Her fingers are quick with any lock and she wields a bow that never misses its mark stolen from Artemis herself.”
Someone shouted, grunted and then was silent.
“And the wicked sorceress and fallen queen torn from those she loves and doomed to wander every world but the one she seeks. She never weeps, but turns her emotions into terrible magic that tears asunder worlds and it is said she laughs merrily as they burn.”
He leaned over her, his blue eyes like sapphires shining. “And the fourth?”
“The pirate.” Oh no. “Who has seduced ever maiden and man he’s ever met, but those three he sails with, and who is almost unmatched with a sword, but holds no rival when he flashes his—“
He grinned, “Hook.”
(c) Toxic is the Unyielding Love
(c)
She leaned back to study his blue eyes that danced with secrets. “You know their story well.”
“Yes,” he said, “but I wish to hear more from you. Who are they?”
“Their names are hidden, as names hold power. But there is the Warrior Woman from the Middle Kingdom. She is as strong as a god and twice as fast with her sword and more noble than any man who draws breath.”
Something clattered to the floor in the hall.
“And the fair princess whose beauty hides a savage cunning. Her fingers are quick with any lock and she wields a bow that never misses its mark stolen from Artemis herself.”
Someone shouted, grunted and then was silent.
“And the wicked sorceress and fallen queen torn from those she loves and doomed to wander every world but the one she seeks. She never weeps, but turns her emotions into terrible magic that tears asunder worlds and it is said she laughs merrily as they burn.”
He leaned over her, his blue eyes like sapphires shining. “And the fourth?”
“The pirate.” Oh no. “Who has seduced ever maiden and man he’s ever met, but those three he sails with, and who is almost unmatched with a sword, but holds no rival when he flashes his—“
He grinned, “Hook.”
(c) Toxic is the Unyielding Love
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01.12.2014 в 11:18