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But there was life - spirited, life is scattered throughout all the land. Frozen riverbed plūkėsi procrastinate Vorelis dog. Gauruoti their fur was frosted from the cold. Their breath froze in the air, just to break out of the jaws of steam shot which went well here on their backs, pavirsdami frost crystals. The dogs were leather harness and moorland wolf sled that did not skid. They were made of thick birch bark and lay on the entire surface of the snow. Sleigh prow was turned back as if what rietinys that they neklimptų soft snow, like a wave that rose up against them. Sled firmly tied, stood in a long and narrow nystartsjobb box. There were still other items - blankets, ax, cafe and pan, but the majority of people nevertheless occupied That was a long narrow box.
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And yet, in front and behind, fearless and indomitable, plūkėsi two men who were still alive. Their bodies were covered with soft fur and leather. Eyelashes, cheeks and lips were so their flavor of ice crystal padded, that you did not even have to see the faces. As a result, they looked like ghosts, ghost world, ghost gravediggers funeral. But nevertheless, it was the people, the people penetrated nykumos, bullying and the edge of silence - minuscule nuotykiautojai, leidęsi into a giant adventure resist the powerful world - distant, stranger and without any signs of life, as space chasm.
They traveled in silence, saving hand movements of their bodies. nystartsjobb Silence reigned nystartsjobb around, oppressive them a tangible presence. She was depressed by their soul as water depths depressing the diver's body. She crushed them in his infinite expanse and irreplaceable part of the burden. nystartsjobb She crushed them, braudamasi to the most remote corners of their souls, pressing of them upside juice from grapes false peak and admiration and too big žmoniškosios soul assessment until they finally realized their limitations, poor, and dust motes, moving her pout and fiction wisdom help small, helpless blind brute force žaisleliai huge hands.
Time rolled by, then another. Pale short besaulės daylight was already started to die out when the air had passed a quiet distant, barely audible cry. He quickly came up, until finally, the peak of his cock, he paused, pulled trembling, and then slowly nystartsjobb fell silent. That would have been able to be damned souls moaning, if it is not some kind of full of sadness and hostility toward hunger passion. Acting front man turned his head until his eyes collided nystartsjobb with the eyes of a man at the back. When we look at each other through a long narrow box separating them, they both nodded his head the other kits.
Once again, there was a sharp cry like a needle, pierce through the silence. Men find out which side he was spreading. He came behind them, somewhere in the SNOW-plots, which they had just passed. Responded third howling, as well as their buttocks, to the left of the second.
After dark they turned the dogs to spruce thicket on the outskirts of the river and set up camp. Coffin, built near fire, was their bench and table. Vilkiniai dogs, cower in a scrap side, growl and riejosi themselves, but did not intend to flee into the darkness.
- So, Henri ... - Billy paused for a while, if his words would carry more weight. - I also say that the six, Henri. I got out of the bag for six
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