همه مرا با خنده های بلند میشناسند اما این بالش بیچاره با گریه های بیصدا . آن دختری ک ه فکر می کردی.

Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.

There are Many More of Us. I saw the results of ghosts, not the actual spirits themselves. After people kept moving out I found the house was built over a grave yard, where the head stones were pushed over and built on top of. If you were a ghost, well maybe that would get you mad. I have traveled since my demise, lord knows I have the time now. Death is more intimate than living. I never travel by myself in Euro.

اولین کودکستان آنلاین در ایران. یه بوم خالی و سفید. تو یه اتاق یخ زده. جلوش یه مشت رنگ سیاه. با یکی که حالش بده. پنجره ها تا ته بازن. تو دنیایی که من توشم. میرم سراغ بوم و رنگ. من و قلم موم با همیم. بعد میرسم به خنده هات. بعد وا میمونم تو نگات.

Some early leaders claimed a divine right to rule, that was good, but none of my kind were Godly. We were ruthless, and without pity, we owned our citizens, and they had to know it. If they doubted our total ownership they were often made non-effective or killed. Terror was the best tool, it worked before and would continue to work.