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Quickly reaching the clearing where the witch house was located, Vika hid on the edge of the forest behind the trees. It is impossible to go ahead - this is certain death! We must wait for time. The witch finds out that Vika has escaped, and, most likely, will try to find her. If the house remains without owners, the girl will be able to get inside and find Kostik.
So Vika thought, trying to focus only on thoughts about saving a person, and not about the troubles that had already happened to her. So that gray strands do not remind of what happened ...
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So Vika thought, trying to focus only on thoughts about saving a person, and not about the troubles that had already happened to her. So that gray strands do not remind of what happened ...
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Even as we approached the settlement, at least two dozen very large dogs, resembling a Moscow watchdog, ran out with a loud barking towards us. But having run up to our detachment, they began only to whine joyfully. No dog was indignant and felt strangers. The village was surrounded by a palisade of large pointed logs installed at an angle. Understandably, protection from cavalry. Several women began to lament over the bodies of the slain. One of them rushed to us, but ...
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Sometimes, there comes a time when I just need to leave everything to do, put on my headphones, go out and reach the nearest park, just wander through its winding paths, or sit down on a bench and reflect. About your life, about your actions, about your future. Almost everyone does the same when he cannot fall asleep, but I need a little more time, complete clarity of mind, and a guarantee that I will not fall asleep, and the next day I will not forget everything. I do not remember when it all started ...
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Spring! Finally, after a long and cold winter, Spring is slowly and yet timidly but surely taking over. Frosts still crackle sometimes and evil blizzards howl, but we all already know that this is temporary. It is angry with a cruel boy, Winter who does not want to leave, and clings to her icy sosilid fingers for the last days, but Spring comes tirelessly and every day wins more and more in this unequal battle. And every day the sun becomes brighter and the air becomes warmer and already ...
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Vika opened her eyes. Her head ached terribly, and the girl put her hand to her forehead - she was wearing a light bandage. The girl wanted to sit down, but the pain did not let her do it. Turning his head, Vika found the owner of this house - he was sitting near the fireplace, thoughtful and tense, but no less beautiful than he was in the forest. Flames cast light on his sophisticated profile and made him look a bit unreal. On his lap was a book, in an old leather, but very shabby binding, he ...
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- Cornflowers?
A mocking smile appeared on my face. He frowned. “You cannot appreciate the real rarity.”
Bright - blue flowers flew into the river, stupidly scattered on the water surface. Everything sparkled. And the cornflowers, as if having adopted this wonderful property of the morning water, glowed with blue flames. I could not take my eyes off. So they were really beautiful. Left to themselves, swinging in barely visible waves, delicate and mysterious. How...
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A mocking smile appeared on my face. He frowned. “You cannot appreciate the real rarity.”
Bright - blue flowers flew into the river, stupidly scattered on the water surface. Everything sparkled. And the cornflowers, as if having adopted this wonderful property of the morning water, glowed with blue flames. I could not take my eyes off. So they were really beautiful. Left to themselves, swinging in barely visible waves, delicate and mysterious. How...
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You know, it happens like that. She lived all her life honestly and almost innocently. In her eyes, even by the age of 35, sometimes a kind of childish innocence, astonished-enthusiastic view of the world, flared up. You probably met in life such a bit strange and of course slightly aged girls-princesses. Do not laugh, I understand, they are an endangered species of women), but they are still found, really. Typically, such a type is fatally lucky for moral monsters and scammers. Nothing to do with it. When a person's heart is open ...
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Who are you? Whether the neighbor below, which I see sometimes smoking in the stairwell. Tall, thin, and not to say that it is very beautiful - the disgruntled expression almost never leaves the face: either the weather is not good for her, or the neighbors are put on top of the mud, or the housing repair station is making a fool of myself ... Often I catch myself thinking that I really want give it to her mouth. Whether so for some time the flow of her eloquence has dried up. Either being aware that her husband was sitting, and if he observes the zon concepts, he does not indulge his wife with oral. And so, the other day she ...
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So I will tell you briefly about myself ...
My name is Victoria, I am 19 years old, I am studying in the first year of a well-known institute in Moscow. I come from Saratov, moved to Moscow recently. Parents transfer me money every month to eat odnushki outside the Moscow Ring Road.
In general, the life of an ordinary provincial girl, except that I am always looking for adventures on my fifth point ...
Friday, 23.30 pm.
I stand at the bus stop, in the street - 25. I am in black tights, high-heeled shoes, a sweater, light ...
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My name is Victoria, I am 19 years old, I am studying in the first year of a well-known institute in Moscow. I come from Saratov, moved to Moscow recently. Parents transfer me money every month to eat odnushki outside the Moscow Ring Road.
In general, the life of an ordinary provincial girl, except that I am always looking for adventures on my fifth point ...
Friday, 23.30 pm.
I stand at the bus stop, in the street - 25. I am in black tights, high-heeled shoes, a sweater, light ...
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Kolya Pokryshkin began to complex because of his size from the age of fourteen, when a steady erection unambiguously suggested that girls could not only be twitched by pigtails, but also pawed, clamped somewhere in a dark corner. As is often the case at this age, the boys now and then hang out in front of each other with their mature pipis, telling along the way tales about where, with whom and how much they managed to use them. Kohl prudently kept his mouth shut and once again did not unbutton his pants ...
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