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Image sizes: 256x256, 48x48, 32x32, 24x24, 16x16 File formats: BMP, GIF, PNG, ICO ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Tags: image compression method, vistart icon, custom glitter images, krumping images, embroidered imagesIt has allowed me to take a step aside and to strike on a wing. And again blow has had directly in the purpose.My enemy has fallen to a back, scratching a stone the spoilt wing, and the whole wing beat air strong blows. These not co-ordinated movements have led to that its body was drove into the corner a ledge on the right. I was there and then rushed forth to strike blow to the second wing. And here I, panting and nestling on a rock, in horror looked, how this blood-stained stump rises again to go on me. Blood whipped from it extensively, as from full of holes flanks. I thought that now the monster is helpless. Whether but one it in that hole protected by a statue? Inside there was no movement. But there can be they conduct a nocturnalism and now fly somewhere at nights. The more likely I will be cleaned from here, the better though to climb up a rock when any minute there can be these monsters, was rather risky... I could hope only that to me will carry, and I can reach top without struggle. Having suspended a sword to a belt and trying not to concern its surface soiled by blood, I have wiped hands about trousers. Places where drops have got, awfully burnt down. Having fixed bags, I have turned to rock. The fate was favourable to me as above the crevice extended, and I completely could take cover in it. So I could not be afraid of an attack from air. The monster who attacked me, was still live. It turned below. The kind of this mutilated monster and sounds which it published, have given to me of force for flight, have forced me to forget a pain in hands. And I have very quickly reached rock top. I was adjusted by necessity to find a refuge where I can hide from terrible creations. Here again I was waited by the second gift of fate. Wood grew in a valley. I have rushed to it, assured that under cover of its crone I will be in relative safety from winged monsters. And with the same fury from which tried to get out of thickets below, now tried to get into a thick of this wood. I have seized a handful of leaves and have wiped absolutely a sword and hands. Then I have climbed in a bag to get the medicines which Zabina have given to me with myself. With bated breath, I have greased the burnt places at first on a hand, and then on the person. ![]()
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