«Here was the end of all doubt.
Sanguinius had thought he had come to terms with the inevitability of his death. If it was the price of saving his father, he would be the willing sacrifice.»
«Death was his destiny. So too, was the howl.
Father.
My cry.
Sanguinius fought back. He hurled his will against the wall of night and pain. Horus was not here. Horus was not looming in triumph over him. The reality of his death was not now. The future had not come. Not yet. Not yet.»
Определенно плюсую!
з.Ы. любители хентая пусть проходят стороной :)
Особенно учитывая, что арт выполнен в виде гравюры, схожей с гравюрами на религиозные темы того же средневековья.
Экстракт из "Ruinstorm"
«Here was the end of all doubt.
Sanguinius had thought he had come to terms with the inevitability of his death. If it was the price of saving his father, he would be the willing sacrifice.»
«Death was his destiny. So too, was the howl.
Father.
My cry.
Sanguinius fought back. He hurled his will against the wall of night and pain. Horus was not here. Horus was not looming in triumph over him. The reality of his death was not now. The future had not come. Not yet. Not yet.»
А потом Люся перерезал всю планету)