LydaLynn
.Your translation for reference. Mine will be in white in my post!
Please, turn away. .
You have to go there even if you don't want to.You cannot walk straight when the road is bent .
Please, turn away. .
You have to go there even if you don't want to.You cannot walk straight when the road is bent .
He could feel the misgivings in her, knew that she was right. He knew that she did not want to go, but that she would follow him. He shouldn't go. He shouldn't take here where she did not want to be. She felt things, knew things sometimes more than he understood.
And yet, for all the reasoning in the world he could not stop himself from turning toward that music and entering the Carnival. The bright lights played on his skin. He could feel his Ves'tacha behind him, close to him.
"Na džanava hič so te kjerav." Why were they here? What to do now that they were? "Does not the music seem as though it was meant for only our ears? As though, only we could hear it?
I don't know what to do at all.