Magic. I remember it. It meant everything to me, I never thought twice about what I could do with it. I remember when I had to watch the light leave a man's eyes as I held him close. I ended his life by my own blade. It felt better. I knew who he was, why he did what he did. And I felt something for him. That is the difference between an Assassin and a Murderer.I prefer the former.
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Вот вроде попадание в жизнь персонажа мимо проходящего, а насколько живо, интересно и лихо закручивается повествование! Бытовые хлопоты пополам с подковерными интригами - отличное сочетание. С нетерпением жду каждой следующей главы!
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