“Once again I realized: the aura of Indigo does not save and does not protect. It can become a magic carpet, turn into seven-league boots or a heavy cross – but it’s not a guardian angel to deflect troubles with… — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
“His list of complaints to the world all of a sudden became way too long.” — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
“Many races were mixed in her, and she was better than any of them taken separately. In looks, in smell, in taste.” — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
“Nothing is forbidden in the world where you reign,' his eyes said. 'There’s only longing for those who are not here, for those few… — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
“We grew up in a place without a hint of love. Perhaps this was the single thing that bound us forever.” — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
“I was amazed at how routine, how mechanically this most powerful intellect was created. It was no burst of inspiration, but almost physical labor… — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
“The concept of harmony being preserved by the universe itself was obviously to his taste: he was getting old and was afraid of death.” — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
“She recognized her emerging impulses, unchecked and capable of surprising anyone, but she needed help to awaken them and set them free. When flirting… — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
“Once again I realized: the aura of Indigo does not save and does not protect. It can become a magic carpet, turn into seven-league… — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
“His customary tactics relied on piling up a heap of accidents until they grew into a clear inevitability – or at least into the… — Vadim Babenko Copy Share Image
