Метка судьбы / Mark of Destiny: Chapter IV

"You there. Shut up!"

psychoshy 01.10.18 в 00:50

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psychoshy 01.10.18 в 00:50

"Our what?"

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 22:40

"The capital. Of yours."

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 22:40

"We have a capital?"

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 22:41

"Any country has to have a capital."

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 22:42

"We have a [i]country[/i]? Country of what?"

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 22:42

Loop chuckled slightly. "Yeah, right, I kinda forgot that you're from the wild. Mind you, if you happened to be anywhere, you'd always be on the territory of some country. No exceptions for your savannah."

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 22:47

"And what is the name of… our country?"

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 22:43

He laughed again. "You wouldn't believe me! Zebrica it is called. And your capital is a huge frowsty nowhere full of dirty gaunt zebras who live in shacks just as dirty. Standing in the midst of all this shit is the Royal Palace, grand and rich and stuff, accommodating zebras just like ones outside, only fatter. And trust me, those in the Palace don't give a buck about ones like you. They sell their own people for peanuts. Come to reckon tho', people don't give a buck about them either. That's how the world works, babe. Now you live carefree and happy, trotting in the savannah, and then it turns out you do it on the land of some mighty high chap. You wild fellas are lucky you're not forced to pay taxes like camels. You wouldn't want to be one of them poor guys, believe me. Speaking of whom — we're flying to Dromedor, their capital. For me, it's so much as a large market rather than a city. You'll see it for yourself in no time."

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 22:53

"Why are you taking us there?"

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 23:14

"You ain't a smart one, are ya? Better ask me why the sun rises every day."

psychoshy 01.10.18 в 00:55

I was going to question what was he knew about the Sun, but figured it was sarcasm.

psychoshy 01.10.18 в 00:56

"You gonna be sold into slavery, filly. Just as everyone we bring with us now," the pegasus muttered, a note of inconspicuous grief somewhat breaking in his voice. "You're lucky to have such looks. Hardly a one to be sent to the quarries. All your comrades here are most likely to get there. The quarries give you another year or two before you die, and that's all."

psychoshy 01.10.18 в 01:01

"What is so special about my looks?"

psychoshy 30.09.18 в 23:15

"Don't you say. Have you ever looked in a mirror? I betcha you got all the boys back home. And your eyes, they are kinda... out of what you call corny. Top-tier lassie, by and large. You'll be worth a lot of money, probably more than those bags of bones right beside you."

psychoshy 05.09.19 в 01:50

"How much they give for you and where you go is my concern. So keep still and don't pull any tricks, or I might accidentally sell you to some plantation where you'll end up dying of malaria in a year," he said without raising his hat. "Now shut up, both of you."

psychoshy 05.09.19 в 01:59