Лишь скала на белом фоне серым пятном стояла поотдаль. Снега было столько, что сар�...�й на белом поле вырисовывался лишь таким же белым холмом. Было раннее утро, серое бледное небо низко нависало над землёй, вода поотдаль была неподвижна как зеркало. До посёлка тут как говорится рукой подать, но по такому снегу... похоже, это будет не легко. Какая-то безмятежность, спокойствие были в этом внезапно появившемся чужом мире, вокруг тишина и ни звука. Все вокруг умерло и растворилось в этом белом. So, I'd listen and bemoan my mistakes and bad fortune later."Davie, you and I were never a good fit. You're a kind and beautiful man, and you are by far the gentlest soul I ever knew. But..." So why aren't we a good fit?" I said."A lot of things, Davie. I'm a college grad and you're not. I'm taller than you. You drink cheap beer; I like twenty year old scotch. The sex is well ... Like I said, a lot of things," she said."And your new man?" I said. Yeah, I was taking a flyer. Her eyes flashed. Gotta keep them warm you know.” Lisa laughed at where Brittany had stowed the bottle. “I bet it's not the first time he's left a load between your titties.” Brittany blushed but never wanted to let Lisa get the better of her. “It's just a shame that it's in the bottle.” They both were still giggling as they got into the car and drove off. The banter about Brittany having Dave's cum between her breasts continued so as a joke Brittany took out the bottle and held it against Lisa's face for a. Your relationships fail, you can't hold onto your jobs, your pursuits result in nothing. You believe it, it bothers you. You know it's correct but in a way that you can't describe. Days of failure slide into months which slide into years. The good news becomes a fluke, the bad news becomes the expected.One day, you ask it how.The second birth is one of fire. The small and insignificant person you were is scorched away with divine precision. The unexceptional thing you were wicks away in the.