Decides tryahnut perechitala and antiques. Since childhood, much has changed, I myself, at ottogo much in this book to take a fresh look.
Childhood is a beautiful time has come ... so sweet thoughts return to the days where any fines might seem trivial miracle where random shade of a tree, blade of grass, rock sometimes turned into a whole world full of secrets and mysterious unknown. Fairytale world where everything is possible and nothing is unrealistic.
Things a sorcerer, can be routinely administer all city-prikazyvaesh people wake up and makes windows, ringing alarm sounds. They say the sun-Rise-and it fell from his chertogov like if by magic.
In childhood is a time when you first realizes-lived. And radueshsya like it and the land and sky and the whole world around them born in this moment together with you. When you understand that everything in this world, of course, realizes that, and you mortals. but perhaps not want to think about it. "I LIVE, he thought. begged his fingers, rozoveya some light on the rapid blood, just tiny dinosaur flag, particularly remarkable, Chey-found the first time ... is it a flag? Come on now swear loyalty?"
