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дык я сюда и половины той ненависте не излил, что у нас на форуме есть, о чем ты...
а в свое время он тут тоже ядом брызгал будь здоров... |
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For when he sings in the dark it is the voice of Death crackling between fleshless jaw-bones. He reveres not, nor fears, nor sinks his crest for any scruple. He strikes, and the strongest man is carrion for flapping things and crawling things. He is a Lord of the Dark Places, and wise are they whose feet disturb not his meditations. (Robert E. Howard "With a Set of Rattlesnake Rattles")
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