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Icon sizes: 48x48, 32x32, 24x24, 20x20, 16x16, 256x256, 512x512 File formats: ICO, GIF, PNG, BMP ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Tags: backgrounds icons, reflections icon set, kopete icons, satisfiable tango icon, icon animaterFurther to top...- It in any way has gathered for top? - Kavunenko has grinned. - Seven Fridays During a week... - has unexpectedly added: - Then a supper prepare. At a word "supper" Piskulov has fastidiously frowned and silently began to assort Sleeping bag. It has extended a foot and as though has unintentionally put it on Sleeping bag. It tried to dump, but that rested, indifferently looking somewhere in The cave arch. - One more... - he has told to me, having nodded towards Piskulova. - Has passed Hiccups on Fedota. Cheerful night at us will be now. - and, sharply having turned to - , has angrily thrown: - Stop to play the fool! At first to have supper, then to sleep... Hardly it has hooked, and straight off in a sack - to die! it at once has become soft, breath became frankly heavy and frequent. A sleeve - has wiped the sweated person and sat motionlessly, having dropped hands on knees. To it and before it was thin, but it was invigorated, disappearing from Kavunenko. Now, When has understood that Kavunenko all the same knows, it was not meaningful to hide, and it Has moved. - Well? A mouth a knife to unclench? - Volodja has told it it, without the usual Hardness as if has become exhausted. It has with astonishment looked at it, has put On language pair of tablets also pushed jaws mechanically, executing necessary, but Unpleasant business. We with Kavunenko have got out of a cave. The temperature fast fell. Steam from Breath instantly crystallised and settled on the person and a collar of clothes, Powdering their hoarfrost. I have told Volode that he has in vain dotted one's "i's" and cross one's "t's" - desire to hide Illness allowed Piskulovu of force to struggle with itself. - Though on it it would be kept... It seemed that he falls asleep. I have touched it for a shoulder. - Well? What?! I think, I think... The Nonsense is all. On it not You will hold on. In half an hour would decide to become fair: it is impossible to hide supposedly from ![]()
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