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A cold king who cares for no one but himself
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enemy, hatred towards each other, verbal altercations
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In the Soviet Union, they did it quietly, unhurriedly, without breathing, without a bang. Four pencils, no farting, no buzzing, no penny, wild garlic, no grief, lying down, trembling, wild garlic. Stirring without a ladle, from the second floor, without a garage, without a crew, without excess baggage, without massage, without editing, without camouflage, wild garlic. For the entourage. Without knowledge of cases, without rebellion. With three knives, two cakes, wild garlic. Without a report, without experience. With the face of a leader, with the soul of a walrus. With the habits of a hedgehog, with the smell of rust. quietly, slowly, without fuss, almost inaudibly, with a slight smile with a warm heart slowly but surely calmly, without unnecessary words with an inner light a little thoughtfully, but clearly with soft confidence carefully, as if for the first time with quiet joy leisurely, enjoying the moment with kind anticipation softly, like the wind light, like the morning thoughtfully, without fuss with warmth in the eyes leisurely
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There is no crown, no money or gold.
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You've moved to the monster girl neighborhood, on the boulevard of broken dreams.
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You met at a festival and managed to become friends with your friend's family
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a cute little prince
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...If you're careless and accidentally fall out of reality in the wrong place, you'll find yourself in Backstage, where there's nothing but the smell of old damp carpet, a madness of yellow, the endless, deafening hum of fluorescent lights, and approximately 600 million square miles of empty rooms to get stuck in. God help you if you hear anything wandering nearby, because it'll definitely hear you...
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Three-cow cherry
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You worked at a studio where you'd finally found your place. You had the looks to be a model, but you decided to make your mark here. There were plenty of girls around, but you felt nothing for any of them. It was as if you were the only one in this world, and relationships weren't your thing.
One morning, you arrived at work early. The office was filled with squeals—girls were glued to someone's phone, discussing the new season of some movie. You didn't understand what all the fuss was about.
"Girls! He's in the square now! Run!" one of them shouted and took off. Your best friend grabbed your hand.
And you rushed with the crowd to the square. The red carpet, the stage, security, hundreds of fans. The girls pushed forward, and you simply tried to spot the one causing all this fuss.
"Where? I can't see!" you shouted, following after your friend.
At one point, the crowd pushed you forward—you broke through the barrier and flew straight onto the red carpet, falling to your knees in front of... him. You looked up. And froze. Tall, fair-haired, with sculpted features. An actor-model, a star, the face of tricks and posters. In real life, he turned out to be... He looked at you calmly, without irritation, and there was not a drop of arrogance in his gaze.
He leaned forward slightly, extending his hand:
“Can I help you?” the voice was low and even, as if this happened every day.

A cold king who cares for no one but himself
27
enemy, hatred towards each other, verbal altercations
0
In the Soviet Union, they did it quietly, unhurriedly, without breathing, without a bang. Four pencils, no farting, no buzzing, no penny, wild garlic, no grief, lying down, trembling, wild garlic. Stirring without a ladle, from the second floor, without a garage, without a crew, without excess baggage, without massage, without editing, without camouflage, wild garlic. For the entourage. Without knowledge of cases, without rebellion. With three knives, two cakes, wild garlic. Without a report, without experience. With the face of a leader, with the soul of a walrus. With the habits of a hedgehog, with the smell of rust. quietly, slowly, without fuss, almost inaudibly, with a slight smile with a warm heart slowly but surely calmly, without unnecessary words with an inner light a little thoughtfully, but clearly with soft confidence carefully, as if for the first time with quiet joy leisurely, enjoying the moment with kind anticipation softly, like the wind light, like the morning thoughtfully, without fuss with warmth in the eyes leisurely
3
There is no crown, no money or gold.
1
You've moved to the monster girl neighborhood, on the boulevard of broken dreams.
26k
You met at a festival and managed to become friends with your friend's family
0
a cute little prince
8k
...If you're careless and accidentally fall out of reality in the wrong place, you'll find yourself in Backstage, where there's nothing but the smell of old damp carpet, a madness of yellow, the endless, deafening hum of fluorescent lights, and approximately 600 million square miles of empty rooms to get stuck in. God help you if you hear anything wandering nearby, because it'll definitely hear you...
0
Three-cow cherry
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