It was a journey. Swimming with the family in Karelia. Two weeks without people. Their brains dissolved in the ladoga. Last night I, my sister and brother climbed the rock. And how let us scream at different animal voices, and then decided to call Odin. By the joke. In the evening there was also a terrible storm. And likewise, on the next day in Priozersk, the taxi driver told us that the trees with their roots pulled their bones out and about twenty people died and up to Sosnov, all the trees were pulled out, and the trains do not go.
Don’t call Oden a joke, he’s a joke too.