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A long time ago, even before the birth of Tiberius Septim God - Emperor, lived in Cyrodiil a young man named Baptiste. Baptiste was the son of a simple blacksmith and visiting the witch, who immediately after his birth he died. He was beautiful, he was the son of Akatosh, but unfortunately for his beauty was not one of good quality. As his father tried to raise him as a good person, nothing Gilder did not work...

My articles | Views: 592 | Added by: SkynetSp | Date: 31.07.2015 | Comments (0)

I am Professor - taught. Many in the Area call me crazy, but I don't think so. I am well aware that if people laugh at you, they are just jealous. Someday they will realize that I'm the greatest Professor - taught that ever existed...

My articles | Views: 731 | Added by: SkynetSp | Date: 31.07.2015 | Comments (0)

The bowstring tighten until it stops. The edge of the metal bolt gleaming in the rays of the sun. The sweat beaded on the body, the neck, the hair, but the focus stone wall didn't give up - but rather exacerbated every part of the subconscious, making us think only of the goal and achieving it. The world blurred together, creating a feeling of detachment, and eyes focused on the goal...

My articles | Views: 684 | Added by: SkynetSp | Date: 31.07.2015 | Comments (0)

Laura was the most normal Sim. I was born in Verona in the most ordinary, nothing to a remarkable family. Only one always distinguished it from contemporaries - improbable commitment. Parents didn't know with it any efforts: still from the cradle she dreamed only of quicker to grow up, learn to walk, speak. This dream was fulfilled so quickly that mother and the father couldn't rejoice on the daughter, and all around only sighed yes kept saying: "What talented small this!"...

My articles | Views: 639 | Added by: SkynetSp | Date: 21.07.2015 | Comments (0)

The capsule fell in the meadow. Jan, shivering from the cold and dry air, crawled out of the capsule. He struggled to overcome the line of orbital defenses, however, upon entering the atmosphere nearly collided with some antediluvian companion. But had passed, Zhang only managed to feel their antennae weak electromagnetic signal. Anyway, everything behind it on the Earth. It remains only to find the main brain, which controls the people, and finally beginning to put peace between the people and the Zerg race...

My articles | Views: 672 | Added by: armedexpert | Date: 01.07.2015

Morndas. I woke up. It was early, but light. I did not want to wake up. I squinted in the hope of viewing angle, but cherished tsiferki have not appeared. "Not working" - I said to myself and stood up. The left leg is not used to hurt hurt herself on the enchanted waterproof sneakers white glass. These sneakers, I took off oborzevshego necromancer and Phil Petrilli across the street ...
  Toothbrush completely worn out and flatly refused anything clean. I matyugnulsya a weak soul gem, and Ali on, though, and pretty, but enchanted - complete welding. Neighbors complained zakoposhilis and jerked the door. I remembered the magic trehetazh from Uncle Misha and sealed the door from the inside. In the hallway a long time swept the frightened screams. I finally washed up and went to the kitchen...

My articles | Views: 504 | Added by: armedexpert | Date: 01.07.2015

Coming out of prison, I did not know where to go. Parents went to another city more relatives I did not have. Well, I have remained friends with the institute. Before leaving, I contacted them and asked me to meet. I came out of the gate, I look. Yes ... A lot has changed in these two years ... next to me stopped inconspicuous VAZ 2106 dark green color. From behind the wheel looks Vova porridge named Vovantus. I jump into the front seat. Vovantus presses on gas, and we carry away from this accursed place. On the way to grab the second friend Vova aka Tupikova Neo and go on to my third friend Roma nicknamed Sevost. We go up to him on the seventh floor. Here it is, the apartment is 132 rings the doorbell. Opens some strange woman. I asked her where the former tenants. It turned out that Sevost moved to the other end of Tyumen. Nothing to do, we go. We drive to the house. Nice luxury house. That's right, we locked. To put it mildly, I ofigel - Sevost sat on a bench with a beer bottle in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth. A stranger in this is not surprising. But I knew him since childhood. He always led a healthy lifestyle, absolutely, it was the principle of never smoke or drink alcohol. We got out of the car. We approach it. Hello, he offers to go to his apartment. Go, sit down. Sevost told what happened during my time in prison and what happened to him personally...

My articles | Views: 453 | Added by: armedexpert | Date: 01.07.2015

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