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I suppose the quiet woman found out that they drugged her with a decoction so that the child would be overthrown. The girl was already moaning, taking the wrong side of healing, and the act of the mentors completely crushed her. If they didn’t do meanness, you look, I would have remained alive. It was impossible to deprive her child, it is impossible! They thought they would save Dar, but they lost everything. And Mairiko, without taking her eyes off the floor, began to tell how she found out about Eilishina’s indolence, how she made her drunk with a decoction to throw it away, how she charmed ... “Looks like her Gift overcame our efforts... She broke the spell. I remembered. That's why it didn't last. I have no other interpretation. Head blackened face: “Ah, there are no other interpretations?” Why didn't you give her a tincture. AND? Why, when she suffered - did not voluntarily force the broth to drink? Didn't you intimidate more than death, so that she would snatch this jug wit
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Lesana was sitting on a bench with her legs up and staring at the wall. My thoughts were empty. Awareness of what had happened still could not break through the thickness of misunderstanding... It seemed as if what had happened was a dream. And the door is about to open, a curly-haired head will stick out into the bed, and a familiar voice will ask: “Lesana, what are you doing?” - Lesana. - AND? - she started up and only now saw Kleskh standing over her. Indifferent monster. How is he Tamira today ... Why is this with a guy? Why couldn't he have been allowed to grieve like a human being? And if he burst into tears, you won’t judge, tea, great grief. I didn't lose my mitten. Krefff, unaware of the pupil's thoughts, sank down beside him on a bench and said: “I’m leaving the Citadel today. I'll be back when, I don't know. But not before spring. You remain alone. Look, don't be stupid. Kref over you now Daren. Do you know him? The girl nodded, suddenly feeling infinitely alone. Here
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They left the Citadel by the way by which walkers were delivered to the fortress. The heavy door did not move easily - during the day the wind brought quite a lot of snow to the entrance. Leaning her shoulder against the sash, Lesana thought about how Tamir would go with his burden through loose snowdrifts. “Give it,” Ichthor held the guy by the shoulder. - You'll overstrain, we won't rest her without you. He obeyed. The healer took over the body and confidently stepped forward. The black trees rustled in the darkness, the cold air stabbed into his head as he breathed in, like an icy blade. Tamir was breathing convulsively, realizing that he wanted to burst into tears and... couldn't. Tears stuck in his throat, and the burning cold pushed them back into his chest. Lesana had never been to the quarries before, and didn't even really know where they were. Walked for a long time. The wind beat in the face, threw prickly snowflakes, but the three travelers got wet, pulling their legs o
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At the gates of the Citadel, the snow-covered sorcerer and his apprentice, who could hardly move his legs, were met by an angry head. Ned paced the yard, tapping his boot with a whip, and was angry. Highly. Looking at the inhabitants of the fortress approaching him, the caretaker exhaled through clenched teeth: - Have you calmed down? Have you violated my ban? Forgot about punishment?Tamir nodded wearily. There was no time for excuses. And I didn't want to say anything. Lately, he hasn't wanted anything at all. And yet the novice, without raising his eyes, answered firmly: - The sorcerer is obliged to put the undead to rest. I did everything right. The head froze, as if stunned. “He speaks the truth,” Donatos chuckled. “Why punish him, Ned? You said just now that the girl should serve for study. This is how she served. He accepted our craft. One should rejoice that through the death of one fool, a worthy prisoner was born.Kref calmly looked into the eyes of the enraged caretake
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Tamir got up from the dead room to his resting place. His head hurt as usual, his body was pounding with chills, and it was as if sand had been poured into his eyes. I wanted to fall on a bench, pull everything I had on top - from a blanket to ducks - and fall into oblivion. But the novice knew that he could not sleep until he warmed up. The ice walls of the casemates drew heat from the body, chilled the blood. Yes, and the coldness reigning in the room surrounded from all sides. It would be necessary to heat the hearth, sit with your back to the fire and feel how sweet warmth spreads with languor, reaches out to every bone, caresses every vein. It's all just a scam. After the death of Eilish, his fire did not warm. Neither the one that burned in the oven, nor the one that once warmed in the soul. Tamir has turned into a block of ice that will never melt again, because the longing that wraps around a dead soul in dense rings will never dissolve. Only the body remained alive, and now,
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Tamir drank the cold milk brought from the cellar and wondered how it did not curdle as soon as he touched the dishes. Such rage bubbled up in my chest... The girl looked at the sorcerer, and he felt how she was numb with fear. But he didn’t even frighten me, and he deliberately conducted a private conversation with his mother. “Hold it,” he returned the krinka to the young mistress. - Don't be afraid. Your father will rest in peace and will not return to the house. With these words, the learner took the bundle from the hands of the boy who came to the rescue and said: You are now the head of the house. Father's grave under the floorboard behind the stove. That is his concern for you. Spend money wisely. The boy nodded, but his face was filled with astonishment. “Show me off,” the sorcerer said to the mistress of the house without turning around. She hurriedly jumped up and rushed after her, throwing on her sheepskin coat. In the entryway, the prisoner turned to the pale, frig
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Having poured out on Tamir, Nurlisa went away. What drove the grandmother out into the street, she herself did not know. Either sudden melancholy, or a desire to breathe fresh air. Once in the courtyard of the Citadel, the old woman turned her nose, as if sniffing if it smelled of spring. Spring did not smell, where is it! It smelled of despair and grief that spilled like a viscous jelly and made it difficult to breathe deeply. This winter has brought many troubles, and how much more it will bring, only the Guardians know. Hrychovka hobbled towards the pillory, watched as Olst flogged the skinny lad who, with his eyes closed, writhed under the whip, spat at her feet, muttering: “Killers, everything is killers here, how the earth only wears you!” Circling around the yard, the grunt grappled with the groom, barked at the cook, wished Rusta, who had fallen in her way, to fail, and was about to return to her, when she ran into Bjerga: - Wow, bloodsucker, you again! There is no passage
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- Lesanka! - the dungeon was lit up by the bright light of a torch, and somewhere in the neighboring kutu an angry growl full of flour was heard. - Get out! The grate creaked as Veud pulled it towards him. The prisoner blinked. After sitting in the dark for a long time, the radiance of the fire cut the eyes weaned from the light. “Daren stood up for you before the head,” Vyud said, hastily tidying up the felt that had served the prisoner. - She says, they say, what to take from a girl-fool, she has already received her own, she has been fermenting for several days, it’s time to know the honor, otherwise, they say, everyone is busy with business, she alone is lying on her sides. So Ned blessed you to clean up the dead and the dead. He says you have to scrub the floors there for four weeks. Let's go, it's cold here, passion! Both hurried to the exit. The girl wandered from the casemate, in which she stank of prel from head to toe, and thought what bliss it was to stretch her stiff l
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