Графитовая фея
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– Marina kitabinda m"uharibsi illrind seviln sas qhrmaninin.
– Bax, bu d"uzg"un deyil! gr o, sevimli insan, demk, o, kisi. Kisilr is bu Адамы is onlar "uc"un lazim yaradilmasi c"ur. Bs imkani var canlandirmaq seviln kdrli qhrmaninin?
– O, zd, - vrqlyrkn kitab, dedi, pri qarsilayaraq Игоревна.
– Kisi kimi o, b"ut"un v m"utfkkir olmusdur.
– gr beyin "old"u, bir nfr hesab olunur "olm"us. Siz mn pro ruhunu deyin ki, harada onun qlbi? Kitabda yazilib ki, harada onun qlbi? Biz вызовем faks onun ruhunu v brpa edcyik, onu qhrman kimi seriyasi.
– Sonra o, canli "ol"u!
– ucadan pri qarsilayaraq
– Indi bu bard. Biz bu kitabda olmadan dedektifler?
– maraqli sorusdu Marina.
– Bs biz n etmliyik? Sadc b"ut"un qhrmanlar v aradan qaldirilmasi "uc"un b"ut"un dedektifler? gr orada istirak ogurluq сапфиров, mliyyat tlb olunacaq.
– Biz qovusacagiq kitab kimi графитовые tmizlm "ozlrin simvol.
Bu tklifi qadin, yalniz basini buladi.
Allah baxdi g"oydn azn Графитовую fairy v brkt onun "uc"un savab isdir:
– Marina, sn Графитовой ilahsi.
Amma ona el gldi ki, onun bir hisssi yeni q"uvvlrin getdi, onun gnc adam v ya onun двойнику.
Natalia Patratskaya
Graphite fairy
Marina was well aware of his insatiable nature and countless desires. And now she was sitting on a black computer Desk and raved about the strange idea of how to become a Virtual fairy. Why is she needed - she didn't know, but I wanted to be the only and omnipotent.
She never had power over people, but she had a white and black business card with bright letters, on which stood her name and a phone with a Fax, which sent visible texts and pictures. She thought about how to become a Virtual fairy with the origin of the locomotive.
She scratched her chin with her bent finger, as if she had a brain in her jaw, and looked thoughtfully into the bluish sky, where white clouds were floating. Nothing new on the horizon was not, and she wanted to sit alive on a white cloud and chat feet in patent leather boots.
What nonsense comes to mind! Marina scratched behind the ear, because the ear to the brain closer than the chin. Then the hand went to his forehead and to his nose, which the brain has never been. And she needed brains to come up with an idea: how to become a Graphite goddess! So simple! At this point, she just physically felt that she was taken by the scruff and brought to the ceiling of the room.
In the air thundered the words:
I'm God and you're nothing!
Marina woke up on the floor. There was no one in the room, no one at all. Windows and doors were closed. She felt sad. She remembered the saying: if you want a lot, you will get a little. The girl rubbed her bruised body.
She wanted her body to not hurt from falling from the ceiling to the floor. And the body stopped hurting. She sighed, rose from the floor, slowly reached the chair, but did not sit on it. She looked back to the throne and servants for the newly fairies was not. On the computer screen saver cursed.
There was a knock at the door, shouting her name. Someone tried to shove the key in the keyhole, but the door was firmly closed from outside intrusion. Fairy named Marina kept Royal silence. Painful itching fingers, she looked at them, her fingers grew nails and bent a nice spiral.
His head itched, and on the shoulders began to go down simple strands of hair. She bent down to her feet: dark curls of her nails protruded from the sandals. Clothes were cracking at the seams, Breasts growing in his eyes.
Marina looked at myself in the mirror: his eyes were dark, ragged clothes hung on a tanned body.
– Ah! Ah! Ah!
– Marina cried a heart-rending voice.
From the other side of the door, people were furious, they pressed the wooden door together and knocked it out. Employees and athletes from the gym burst into the room. At the sight of the fairy, they fell to the floor in front of her on their knees, as if someone had knocked their legs down.
Oh, God!
– Marina shouted.
– Girl, you wanted be a fairy? So be it! I'm going on vacation. I'm not a slave to work for centuries without leave! Wearied. Work, goddess! the voice of God came from above.
People lying on the floor shrank in fear and began to crawl out of the room on their knees. Their eyes wandered hungrily on Marina's figure.
– Where are you all going?
– asked Marina in a terrible voice.
– You'll be my apostles!
– How do you say, the Queen you are our Graphite - said the ubiquitous Nymph Igor, she quickly recovered.
Of course, no Marina Virtual fairy did not think, but the other titles, it began to shower from head to toe. Interesting fact, but people listened to her! She requested a bedchamber with white and black stripes. She wanted dishes decorated with white and black pearls. Her wishes were quickly fulfilled by domestic servants.
On the second day Marina demanded to collect animals, to paint their skins in color of graphite or a simple pencil and to place in white cages. All shades of black were used by those who obsequiously believed in a new Shrine - the Graphite goddess.
On the third day, Marina got sick of playing the fairy. She was tired of her own body, she wanted to be the same girl and not even a fairy! But God went on vacation and didn't say how many days or centuries he was gone. Marina began to tear apart new thoughts, she wanted control over all the people of the planet, not only over her classmates! And no more and no less! Above all!
And how does God govern all men? And then she remembered that there are different religions, so she will not have to follow all the people, but only the Orthodox. She breathed a sigh of relief!