Mount And Blade Srial

"Love and love postponed tax. Love and love
incandescent unwary. Love
shape. Naked love ... "


And after this I could not remember more than let my fingers wet wine.


And then remember that I could only let my fingers wet wine.

was
time to make a statement on taxes that had left him kisses, charge accounts to the architecture of a relentless and unsustainable debt on which wealth meant that the neglect of those accounts were dropping on silk.

And it was time of tireless allow the running time at home and become deaf between the silhouettes were deformity in her fingers.

Love naked, wearing a smile, her soul bare, without the tattoos that hides the dark ride.

was time to file the statement of actions without consequence seeks to charge him with interest, meant to be rich rather than lucky, simplified in a blink while remaining numbers are counted in the calendar.

And it was time to allow the wind coming through the narrow wall that divides the chest, between memories warp ties were dissolved with fingers over the strange. Love

naked, pure, without wearing the smile that hides the soul, not the tattoo that blows a stage in the ladder.

the dark with the light of the profound statement a love deferred.