#diena

Daug ir dažnai.

Kad žiūriu į viską pro pirštus,

Jog viskas gerai ir viską suprantu.

Ir aš meluoju,

Kad neskauda ir neįskaudina,

Jog stipri esu ir manęs nežeidžia.

Ir skauda man,

Kad kaupiu viską savyje,

Jog į stalčius mažus, didelius dalykus susidedu.

Ir skauda man,

Kad tu neišgirsti ir pamatyti nenori,

Jog paklausti "kaip iš tiesų tu laikais?" Neišdristi.

“roll the dice, fucker”

The three Goddesses were walking towards him, deep in conversation. Une, the other twin of the Moon Goddesses, and Diena, Goddess of Daylight, were like sisters to Seirye. Hellion of course had his opinions of them, especially Une, which he'd never quite gotten along with.

They halted as they at last noticed his presence, as did the bright smiles on their faces.

Une: "You still owe me money from the Grand Game, Hellion." Hellion: "Is that so? I assume you have some proof?" Une: "Oh, you little piece o,-" Hellion: "-I'll take that as a no." Diena: "...What did you expect from the God of deception?" Une: "To show some respect. Seirye, make him pay for it." Seirye: "I doubt he'll listen, Une." Une: "You're the only one he does." Hellion: "I don't have the time, nor the interest to listen to your pointless bickering." Une: "Then how about you parade away?" Hellion: "I'd like to talk with Seirye. Alone." Une: "Not before you pay the toll." Seirye: ... Une: "Fine, have your talk. You can also tell him how handsome he looks, just like you did to us seconds ago." Diena: "Une."

They left them alone, murmuring something as the walked away. When he at last spoke, his words were a lethal caress,