It has rejected a white dress aside, and here its body sinks in a fluffy carpet. Somewhere behind a side of consciousness he
distinguishes last words that it is dangerous that they cannot do sharp movements...
But he wants it. She will not forgive him... It so is fine now... It belongs to it. And its life belongs to it... It has given it still when
has agreed to go with it a track of the person, that hated track of love...
It has broken the clothes quickly, without hesitating. And in eyes the rage burnt, the despair and zhelane, zhelane, zhelane
burnt...
The common sense thawed, its hot lips left fresh tracks on its velvet skin... Same gentle, as walls here, same soft, as this
fur...
It seemed to it that she has reconciled that it has taken this passion for granted... And then it has clasped it for a waist, has
pressed to itself...
At that moment he felt Fair... The most fair person on light... Its justice... Justice is not present, told Grejs...
Its hair have fallen to it to the person... And again the kiss has left desire on her lips...
It was curved towards to it, has accepted it as accepted always...
Vskrik. Silent, unintentional vskrik has torn off its pleasure, having marked the beginning of its pain.
Her death.
He still embraced her, still felt her hands which have clasped his back, felt...
But feelings have grown dim in a flash. Its body has become soft, and it has let out it, having discharged.
A plenty... The Plenty, it... It seems, it has broken...
He has understood that it has made. He has understood why.
And she has understood.
How many it will proceed? - She has asked.
I do not know. I do not know, Odri.
It was inclined over it, not in forces to believe that else time - and it does not become. And it is guilty of it.
The repentance has covered with its wave of a grief.
Forgive me, Odri, forgive, favourite...
Her eyes have grown dim.
No, the Plenty, you are not guilty. You the person...
It is more has told than nothing. The warm liquid slowly spread on its body, mixing up with blood, mentioning bodies, making
the way to a skin...