Reapers Of Suffering
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It was fussy and absurd - colored threads with feathers tied to them, uneven beads, strips of rags were woven into ashy curls without order and a comb, all the same feathers, wilted flowers, sticks, spruce and pine cones dangled on the girdle on pendants of different lengths.
“Darling,” the blessed one turned to the guardian, looking up from the bottom up, “you have a dark place here. Cold. And you, out, are cold.
The student Kleskha looked with surprise at the restless face. The alien turned out to be pretty, with plump lips, snub-nosed, but her eyes ... dark brown with wide blue lobes in each. Crazy, wild, as if not a man was watching, but a beast. And in the pupils, as if sparks flashed.
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