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Image sizes: 256x256, 128x128, 48x48, 32x32, 24x24, 16x16 File formats: BMP, GIF, PNG, ICO ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Tags: wine glass icon, how to make icons smaller on vista, vista icons for icontweaker, png to ico icon, nicolas bemberg iconsThem, slowly growing trees of Tormansa were replaced not once on To the soil fertilised by corpses, and now in a thin grid of shades on dry,To the dusty earth stones stuck out only. Does not remain anything reminding about Furies of huge fight, the sea of suffering of wounded men, horror won, Dumped in fenny lake. Desolate district, half-dead trees, The cracked earth... The hot wind rustled in the branches, any green insects inertly Crept at roots. Sju it has chosen big, pyramidally pointed Stone with the breaks, gleaming buro-red colour of dried up blood, Also has fallen before it on knees. Having put fingers to temples and having inclined Head, she whispered prayers. Vir Norin waited, while it will execute a ceremony. When the girl has risen, he has asked: - Who fought here and who whom has won? - The legend speaks about battle between lords head and Tail hemispheres. Were lost hundred thousand people. Has won the lord Head, and on all planet the uniform power was established. This fight Name a victory of wisdom over the dark tail people. - Your ancestors participated in battle on the party of the won? - Yes. - And if they have won, instead of head? The life would change? - I do not know. What for to it to vary?! The capital would be in Kin-Nan-Te, Probably. Houses would build in another way as it is accepted at us, towers. - And you would like to belong to this top? - Oh, no! Eternally to be afraid, look back, despise all and to be All hated? Perhaps, I simply ignorant and silly, but I would not like so to live. Better in any way... It "is better in any way" penetrated all consciousness young it, "What for?" - it seemed to them invincible argument. Vir Norin has once again looked round a burnt plateau. Mighty The imagination has filled with its roar of fighting vehicles, cries and groans Hundreds thousand people, stacks of corpses on the pitted stony soil. Eternal questions: "What for? For what?" - on this background became especially ![]()
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