The Dogs pushed them far away. There was nothing to drink so much. Oh, and He spent a stormy night before that!
Smiling playfully, Bars turns to face the Dogs. Lazily cast muscles roll under the skin. Although not so refined, a little spoiled, but, nevertheless, its own. The dust will crumble, the wounds will heal until the next Sweet Night. Fortunately, soon.
Baty spat evil. No, this terrible dream will not end. It’s time to unwrap the rest of the Pack. The eagle on the mountain looks contemptuously after the chain crawling away into the distance. Whining, raising rare dust, Pack. It will take long for them to lick their wounds.
* * *
The Highlander looks sadly at the screen. Explosions are thundering, and the dry clatter of bursts of evil tears the silence of the Night. Frozen in Sorrow at their Mother’s Blood. Both Chechen and Russian. Do not look up at each other. The Hearts of Mothers do not need words. Their grief is One.
Is it for this that they gave Life to their Chicks in agony, did not sleep enough themselves, so that now they could sit, embracing and Silence.
Warriors lie nearby. Strong, beautiful, brave. Death reconciled Them.
Their Souls look at each other in surprise: – We have overeat! On the “cams” – where else has not gone! Let the bloody yushka go to each other! But to take away the Friend from the Friend of Life?!
When did you manage to forget – “… You and I are of One Blood!..”? Who plunged Reason into the Darkness?!
The heart of the Highlander breaks with pain. What are you guys doing, Bastards?! Knock out the last Male Warriors! Who will then become breast at the Native Threshold, when the Dogs will again go like a dark stream?! Who will bring the trunk to feed the hungry children, protect the Mother, Sister, Daughter, Beloved?! With what eyes can these Mothers look into them, burned out by tears?!
Are the Bears sleeping again?! There is no Akela, so where the devil wears this Mowgli?! Where is that Virgin that will throw a handkerchief between the Bloods, ** so that they become brothers again?! Kaa, the gut is long!! What did you teach your Disciples?! Is it possible that Leopard is again Alone to disentangle the porridge brewed on Greed, Blood, Anger and Envy?!
Tearing, choking in a scream, a voice wheezes from the speakers: “… There is a hunt for Wolves, There is a hunt … For gray predators, Mature and Puppies …” Frenzied rushed for the Flags. No, he is not our Pack. Jackals behind flags. When did the Wolf make friends with the Jackals?! Broke the Raging Tradition. He knows the punishment. “… The Beaters are shouting, And the Dogs are barking until they Vomit BLOOD on the snow and red spots of Flags …”
Pensive Highlander, the Bazaar is on the screen. Smart Bears, * Wolves, Snakes * argue who is Right. Gathered them Kaa for the Council. It seems that everyone is right, but they don’t want to listen to each other.
The Leopard is dissatisfied – to slap them on the necks! Well no. They will figure it out themselves. Mind enough! Otherwise He, as always, will turn everything into Gulbische. Gores with his chords. He will drink all over, he will stretch himself to the girls (it is better to kiss them than with These drunken faces, and even not far from Sin. Ugh, Unclean!).
Only hurry up! I’m sick of it! Warriors continue to “wet” ** each other. And not only in the “Outhouse” ** (found a place!). How much can you?! “Yesterday gazova, today gazova! My head hurts, citizens of the SS!! … ”
And the Warriors have a completely different Task Now.
The command sounds like a shot – Run Roll Call and close the ranks of Men! We almost overslept that the Matriarchy wins! These guys are drunk and put everything upside down! The woman drags her trunk and into the “burning huts” not only enters, but also extinguishes, while they “… unharnessed the horses, but kicked to sleep …” they are tired).
The Woman is chasing Sivki in the dark, where the Devil himself will break off his legs! They now have it as a Reaper, and a Shvets, and on a pipe, the Gamer.
Freaks like that! Transformed a Woman into a Product!! Who gave birth to you?! This is to what degree you have to get drunk, damned drunks! Look for each other’s childhood disease “Blueness”, but picking your nose! Go understand now where the Strong Half is. They have confused poor Women to the point that they cannot distinguish – where is the Man, and where is the man!
Matriarchy – no! You will not wait! You didn’t guess, Women, not a single letter! Warriors are not lazy! They are not pulling out duplicates from “wide trousers” – the originals will be presented, and such a demographic explosion will be arranged – it will not seem a little! The number of Men (and, just in case, Warriors) must be urgently restored! And then they survived! It’s time to enter the Red Book!
The highlander smiles slyly. He, of course, could manage himself, but it is inconvenient in front of other Men. Yes, and Time is running out. Gurt, it is, of course, and you can persuade women faster.
There are also these Clever Men – Men! All “Perpetuum Mobile” is invented. Open your eyes! Nature is Wiser than you! She Immediately Invented it! It is called – Beauty! And Beauty is, first of all, a Woman.
All the Best that Men Created – because of Her! All the Worst Men Have Done is because of Her! This is what moves forward (only forward!). Let along the Spiral – but up, and Expanding! Opposites Fight! (Highlander suspects – they probably also get pleasure!)
From Pleasure – he knows for sure – Only the Best and the Beautiful can be born! For example, Children. Yes, more on that later.
Opposites fight, while remaining One! So “rustle” the Woman!
Right, after all, Grandpa Freud – Sexual Energy controls everything (but why unconscious? grandson Lucien corrected his grandfather’s mistake, and even drew everything clearly!)
The Highlander chuckled. (It will be necessary to remember – Is he not brought to me by anyone? The manners are too familiar).
Stretching, he got up from the table. The highlander was pleased. They began to hear each other on the screen. It could not have been otherwise. THE PROGRAM DOES NOT FAIL. But more on that later. Once…
Highlander walked along the street, smiling broadly and bawling songs. Passers-by, some, fearfully crossing to the other side, some with surprise looking back at him (what can you take from the Nutty-shepherd, however), hurried about their business. But more and more often faces began to meet smiling in response. These were the Faces of Women.
“… As the First Star flashes, Come, Just like Yesterday …” the Highlander poured out like a nightingale.
Noos, smiling indulgently, looked at the Highlander from above. Here is Balamut! One word – Crazy! Chaos was pleased. So them, Crazy! Sexy Energy smiled like Mona Lisa.
The Golden Age began to take the First, Uncertain steps.
PS NATASHENKA, Sunny! The Holy Trinity also Needs Pure, Unclouded Souls! Smile at us more often From there! We all Love and Miss you very much! Someday We Will Meet There! Otar, Zoya, VaLera.
The next obligatory Chapter is for my BEREGINA …
Chapter V. Obligatory Beregine …
“… I Love you, LIFE BEACH and, I hope that this is my Mutually Dedicate! …”
SOS! … Or – … for the glory of the Royal Archers?! …
Death is now Her turn! Poisonous Black Mist of Madness crawled, gradually enveloping