It will be called, my... «Light Boxes»
lince_anisha22 декабря 2011It will be called, my father said, a balloon. --- I said I understood the need to rebel and protect our town against February. --- Six Reports from the Priests 1. The Solution attempted to fly today. 2. They failed. 3. To hell with February, one member shouted. The rest cheered. They are a loud bunch. They wear bird masks. They throw apples through clouds. 4. The balloon collapsed on one side. The flames shot up. The flames spilled out and crawled across the field and up the birch trees, where flightless birds burned. 5. The snow continues to fall. 6. There has been talk of a war. --- I want to be safe. I want to live inside a turtle shell.
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