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Life cannot be a dream, but sometimes it suddenly becomes the most cherished desire. Right now, more than ever, I wanted to forget and not think about anything. But, unfortunately, Yarsi perceived everything that was happening too clearly. The day is running out, not just a day - the last day. And the promised help remained an illusion. It's not scary. Now it's not scary anymore.– And now what? Vic's voice broke the long silence.For quite some time the horses had wandered aimlessly through the woods, unguided by their riders. Matzher was immersed in his own thoughts, he seemed to be remembering something. Vic looked around nervously, glanced anxiously at the prince.“Maybe it’s time for you to turn towards Daitra?” Yarsi asked. - You will reach the nearest village and you will be safe.The Vistolet shook his head stubbornly.“That's stupid, Vic!“I want to stay until the end, but not because of the contract, but because you are my friend, Yarsi.“Thanks, but that doesn’t make sense
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A huge eagle glided smoothly over the forest. Its wide-spread wings were almost motionless, it only shook them slightly, adjusting to the air currents. His keen eyes caught the slightest movement below. As if the waves of the sea bent and straightened under the gusts of wind, the tops of the trees, nimble animals jumped from branch to branch, carefree little birds flew.The eagle made a wide circle and dropped slightly, peering into the gaps between the trunks. The wind suddenly changed, stood in its way like a cold, elastic wall, so that the bird had to make several powerful flaps of its wings to break through this wall. He let out a long cry, an icy wave penetrated through the feathers and seemed to dig into the body. The eagle tumbled, its wings flapping helplessly under the merciless gusts of the hurricane. The forest below stood motionless, he watched the attempts of a living creature to continue its path in the world of the dead.The eagle shouted again, this time angrily, fierc
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A narrow but well-trodden road ran along the very edge of the forest. On the other hand, huge meadows with lush, bright green grass approached it. Here and there, a strip of a narrow, fast-moving river shone, emerging from the lush greenery. A light warm breeze swayed bright meadow flowers, from which a charming aroma emanated. Furry bees buzzed, multi-colored butterflies fluttered, and the only thing missing here was grazing herds of domestic cattle, and nowhere was there even a hint of the presence of human habitation.Untouched nature, silence, tranquility. Only the road stood out from the general impression of the complete absence of human activity. But as soon as you turn your head in the other direction, look at the forest, and immediately there is a desire to put the horse into a gallop and rush away from this celebration of wild nature.Only a few rows of trees seemed normal, alive, but even their trunks were serpentine cracks, and reddish veins glistened on the leaves. And th
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Bright sunbeams glided through the spreading crowns of trees and lay like a sparkling cobweb on the clearings. Rainbow light seemed to saturate the entire forest, filling every emerald green leaf, every fragile twig, every drop of dew. He was everywhere, often giving a particularly bright and joyful look.The sun flickering between the swaying branches also illuminated a small hill, inside of which a deep hole was dug. Four wolf cubs were scurrying about near the round entrance. They clumsily rolled over on plump paws, jumped up and attacked each other, trying to knock their brothers to the ground.Their house was not quite usual for wolves, inside the hole was more like a dugout. The ceiling and walls were reinforced with thick smooth boards, four pillars served as supports for the roof. There was also a round window that let in the light. There was a table and chairs by the window, and beds against the walls.But now the family did not sit at home, but basked under the warm rays of
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So we are prisoners! - exclaimed the Vistolet.– Did you expect something else? Yarsi was surprised. He sat down on the couch and leaned back against it. Vic paced the room nervously.- And you seem to have been waiting for this from the very beginning? And what was supposed to happen in the tower? Was it just me or were we going to be sacrificed?The werewolf shrugged.- They were going.I don't understand, why are you so calm? Isn't it time for us to get out of here somehow?- How, for example?Vic waved his hands in disgust.- If you knew everything in advance, then you should have an answer to this question too! - the Vistolet suddenly stopped pacing the room, came closer and squatted down in front of Yarsi. “Somehow I didn’t attach any importance to how you are sometimes called before - that werewolf at night when the delonchi attacked, then the sorceress in the forest who refused to give her blood. King. They called you king!Yarsi, who had previously been staring at the ceiling
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The thickened evening darkness turned into a network of sounds and smells. They showed him the way, he too easily read this invisible book of shadows, too easily perceived the space torn apart by magic.A familiar smell hit his nose, a cage, three wolves silently follow him with their eyes. Yarsi slowed down his run, without stopping, he cut the bars with his sword. The white blade ripped open both the metal and the magic barrier unhindered. The werewolves howled, broke through the resulting hole and, once free, caught up with their king with huge leaps.Yarsi looked around, voices were heard very close. He looked at the wolves.“Hold them,” he ordered.Werewolves readily stopped, bared their mouths. Their eyes shone with a deadly light. Yarsi nodded curtly and ran on. A growl was heard behind him, astonished cries, quickly filled with horror, the sound of torn fabric and a crunch .... Short delay, they don't stand a chance. Magic swept over the fighting wolves, threw them out of the
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The huge moon, which had barely begun to wane, silvered the tops of the trees with a cold, lifeless light, played with crimson reflections on the red leaves. But its insistent light could not break through the tangled branches and reach the low undergrowth and grass. However, they were not in this forest. Thick crooked trunks with cracked bark rose from the stone-hard, bare earth, covered with a layer of black ash. Grass did not grow here, young trees did not grow here, there were no mushrooms and berries. Darkness reigned here for centuries...The inhabitants of this forest did not need light, their eyes could see perfectly in the darkness. The night was the time that stirred their frozen blood, bit into their essence, forcing them to rush through the thicket of the forest, in the vain hope of finding food for themselves.Gray humanoid creatures glided between the black trunks of forest giants with swift jumps. That night, their movements did not resemble their usual convulsive throw
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A wave of strong wings, under which jets of cold wind obediently fall. The wind blows against, but does not interfere, does not interfere with the flight. The wings confidently cut through the cloudless, transparent sky, which seems inaccessibly high. Below, the forest rustles, rolls over in crimson waves, gnarled branches stretch upwards with a creak and rattle, as if they are trying to catch, stop ... Far ahead cold lifeless light shimmers with iridescent rays. It does not illuminate, does not give a part of itself to this world, its rays dig in and rip reality, tear it with sharp blades, crush it and draw it into itself... And they call, they call...Yarsi came to an abrupt halt, nearly dropping Vic. The Wistolet had been complaining for a long time that he was tired of hanging upside down. The werewolf didn't seem to hear him. His gaze flew up, simultaneously covering a huge space from all sides. Many vivid images flashed through my mind. They overwhelmed him, squeezed, not wantin
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