分类： Python/Ruby
2011-08-26 17:13:54
Constantine also came to the window, and he closed his eyes, deeply meet the wind, and took a deep breath. Very long to doubt your eyes wide open, way: "what also have no!"
Ivy son forced smile, saying: "nothing, it seems to be I made a mistake. Ah, there are a place not clean! Remember not left out. I evening again and you learn prophecy.")
In the brush past the moment of Constantine, suddenly see ivy son has always been clear if water face to have some lonely. He couldn't help but ask a way: "ivy son, are you what's on your mind?"
Ivy son's looking at him strangely, way: "you curiosity was heavy!"
Constantine, had to Zhi a way: "I not curious... well, how to say, this is as your initiator, no, is a friend, also wrong. So, as a cardinal to a high god's care, believers head office?"
"I haven't agreed to become followers of the most high god." Ivy son of flat agile, refused to once again beat Constantine of the plot.
She looked at the poor cardinals, again way: "but I can tell you why. I have long time no see god make adults, and I think he went to bed. Satisfied?"
Looking at the ivy son that pure faces and eyes, no dirty Constantine really can't accept her appearance and talk to the great contrast between.
Don't too Dun net, instead of soul will have problems? For the first time, Constantine began to suspect his own judgment.
In extreme shock over, Constantine helpless wry smile, had to pick up the bucket, continue to own cleaning work.
An arctic ocean, the icy in the kingdom of suspension of float, solitary * the city of empty though mysterious and beautiful, but also appears very lonely. Since that day the entire flight castle with inter attack bo goddess of snow and ice frozen after ward, floating air defense against the city of flying around the goblins also then fall, although the temperature and diligent, but also to repair is only make it barely able to float empty just. If want to fully restore paradise lost, which is now the city of romantic also can't.
Float in the city of empty, a morgue.
In the darkness of the main snow this fire, romantic is floating in the wind and snow alone, was lost in thought.
