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— Бра́тья Карама́зовы
He was born in the winter, but the changing of the seasons would do little to change his mood. He had noticed a rapid occurrence of insects, but he hardly paid them any attention. He didn't like bugs, but he was aware that some of his brothers did. Bugs just symbolized a lower form of life, one step away from plants. It was no noble thing, to be a bug. He might think differently now.
This was this rare occurrence in which Ivan ventured further than the town. After his mother's traumatic injury and the appearance of the spiked serpent, Ivan found no joy in pushing farther. However, some disappearances led him to attempt to strike out on his own, if only he could find a whiff of Winston. He wasn't counting on seeing a gigantic bee-looking dragon. He skipped behind Alaric, his ebony fur fluffing up in defense. He felt a bit lightheaded, but he didn't want to faint again so he relaxed his joints and lay down on the ground, his flanks heaving.
"Hhh, hh, Where, hm, whe-where did you come, come from?" It didn't even feel like he was actually speaking.
This was this rare occurrence in which Ivan ventured further than the town. After his mother's traumatic injury and the appearance of the spiked serpent, Ivan found no joy in pushing farther. However, some disappearances led him to attempt to strike out on his own, if only he could find a whiff of Winston. He wasn't counting on seeing a gigantic bee-looking dragon. He skipped behind Alaric, his ebony fur fluffing up in defense. He felt a bit lightheaded, but he didn't want to faint again so he relaxed his joints and lay down on the ground, his flanks heaving.
"Hhh, hh, Where, hm, whe-where did you come, come from?" It didn't even feel like he was actually speaking.