Wasted my energy and my passage. It's called redundancy. You tunderemailia. Look up at the soggy blue sky for refreshments. Let's have more fun.

"Marikana has a small face, white skin, big eyes, and a beautiful girl."

"What is it suddenly!?

"Marikana, hold yourself, Maelia's serious, too."

"What are you talking about?

"No, Maelia told me that Maricana was beautiful and distressed, and that she also thought of death..."

"It's a fabrication. It's a false delusion. I am a fair beauty."

Mr. Mayria is snivelling. Shit, it's a trap, it's on!