22.11.2013 в 00:04
Пишет Finns:Hoid
The music began again, sorrowful, and Kaladin shivered. He witnessed the girl being
bludgeoned to death with rocks, and the proud form of Derethil bowing above her fallen body.
Kaladin knew that sorrow. The sorrow of failure, of letting someone die when he should have
been able to do something. So many people he loved had died.
The King's Wit
URL записиThe music began again, sorrowful, and Kaladin shivered. He witnessed the girl being
bludgeoned to death with rocks, and the proud form of Derethil bowing above her fallen body.
Kaladin knew that sorrow. The sorrow of failure, of letting someone die when he should have
been able to do something. So many people he loved had died.
The King's Wit
