as_cold_as_a_knife
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"Sova, sweetheart," Cypher whispers, "Why are you crying?"
The tears were falling down non-stop. Sova wiped them off carelessly.
"I don't know."
"Are you sad?"
"Don't think so."
"Hm. Does it hurt somewhere? Are you injured?"
"No."
"Huh," Cypher gave a small bitter laugh, as if it were another interesting puzzle for him.
Sova didn't care.
"I think," he said, "when I died, I saw someone."
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— Сова, скажи мне, что случилось.
— Мне нужен пистолет.
— Зачем он тебе?
— Я никак не могу проснуться.
— Почему ты думаешь, что ты спишь?
— Потому что то, что вокруг меня, не является реальностью. Меня не должно быть здесь. Я должен вернуться назад. Дайте мне пистолет.
— Сова, давай поговорим.
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— Что случилось на миссии? Ты и вражеская Фейд были последними оставшимися в живых. Что случилось перед тем, как ты убил Фэйд?
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— Сова.
— Всё вокруг — нереально. И ты тоже. Уходи.
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Следи за собой, будь осторожен!
Следи за собой."I wonder if every song of yours is as depressing as this one."
"Well, not every one. But most of them, surely."
"Why are you laughing about it? You are always so... happy, when you talk about your home."
"Let's just say," Sova sighed, "when you live in a country, where most of the time the weather is cold or wet, where the nature is wild and dangerous, where the war is just a period of time you have to survive, and where the house you live in is always grey, just like the weather itself in the cities, the life becomes grey, too. I enjoyed living beside the nature, but when I lived in the city... It was way more depressing than these songs. So, I find peace in them," Sova said.
"Because they remind me of my life back home, with all its little and big problems. It's my youth. My homeland. My past. No matter how grey it was, it made me who I am now. So I cherish it."
The song changed to пластинки by дурной вкус.
"Isn't it the same for you?"
Cypher was silent for some time.
"I guess so, my friend," he said. "I guess so."
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Саша.
I don't know what you will forget and what you will not. But please be certain that your memory loss may be temporary if you'll desire to have your memories back. Although you must be cautious: I decided to forget a certain part of my life for some time so I could sleep without wanting to cut throat of another agent.
I hope that after memory loss I will not be able to cause any trouble to them. Right now I'm not sure when the effect of the radianite will take my mind, but the experiment I made on myself will take hold eventually. Something will trigger it (I'll make sure of it) and you will wake up thinking that something is wrong. Но поверь мне, Филин, всё в порядке.
I am truly scared that this experiment will fail. But I hope that you will choose to remember everything. I was always a man of too many thoughts. But I want to have faith in myself from the future, so please trust yourself from the past.
And one more thing: you've been through a lot these days. Don't be afraid of your new scars like I am now. Be proud of what you've been through. Be strong.
Ты и сам знаешь, кто тебе пишет, но... it's just easier to finish letters that way.
With best regards,
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right?
«Вот бы это лето никогда не кончалось», — думает Кэйя перед тем, как водная гладь забирает его тело.
Предсмертное желание принца обязано исполниться.
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Years after the protocol disbanded, Amir sees his ex in the place he least expected.
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01 Aug 2025
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милейшая работа про двух пятидесятилетних дядек Господи очень вкусный фанфик
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“You, a ruthless, unrelenting hunter and I, a man with information on anyone you desire! Any organization, any group, anyone! No one would be safe from our watchful eye! It would be – “
Cypher could hardly recognize it when a fist was harshly connected to his jaw.
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- Part 3 of VALORANT Fanfiction
Bookmarked by as_cold_as_a_knife
12 May 2025
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красивейшая работа, Сова ненавидит убивать, но не может не делать этого, и потому как будто бы с ума немного сходит. от лица Сайфера написано, он тут немного маньячилло, но боже, красиво неимоверно.