After the night the Fox experienced, it seemed that she heard the Elephant Man moving and breathing. It was impossible to fall asleep or doze off soundly in this state. As a result - the usual half-asleep state with a familiar hostility to the outside world. The body has not yet begun to get used to good conditions, and adapted to stress instantly. Around the enemy. It is necessary to survive.Jumping up on the sofa, the Fox found that the Man was missing again, but indifferently ran behind the screen to wash. A mirror was found in the bag at the very bottom, and it became easier to put yourself in order. Black dress, like on the first evening. Hair collected. There was still plenty of time before breakfast. Thinking about the Man with whom she would have to go arm in arm to the tent, she shuddered. The thought that he would touch her again made her twitch. Even the voices that began to grow remorselessly in my head were not a worthy reason to touch the pale-faced Demon hidden among t

The nauseating horror did not leave, even when the grip of the Man disappeared, and he himself seemed to have left. The body, leaning back against the screen without the ability to move, trembled. There was a string of images before his eyes, joined by the scene from his own memory when he grabbed her and dragged her to the weirdo.— Alice! quiet voice, almost a whisper. It even sounds human . Unusual. - Please look at me. Take it! And give me your left hand.Like a hunted animal, she nervously turned her head in his direction and looked at what the Man offered her in exchange for a hand. Mask. Not just another one of his creations, but a one-of-a-kind Mask of the Masked Man. Giving him his magic, turning him into a pale-faced Demon. Perhaps the most valuable of his treasures. More than worthy exchange.The fox lifted her head with an effort. Emerald eyes met barite eyes. It didn't feel like a trick. A new sophisticated game has not been announced. Everything seemed to be fair this ti

Choking with tears, Fox sat down directly on the grass. Hugging her knees, she gave vent to the tears that were waiting in the wings. When she is alone. When Charlie does not support her with warm hugs or a kind word. The darkest hour has come. Even They are not needed to make it painful."I could not! Didn't stop! I was there, but he still died alone! They took him away and I was there. I could have stopped everything. To correct. But she didn't!" — shuddered all thin body from tears of contempt for itself.Alice, what are you doing here? The Man's voice sounded like something otherworldly.“Let him go! I must say that I just breathe air!“I…” her voice trembled after a flood of tears, betraying her with her head. - Nothing! Don't worry."Devil! I must say that I just need to get some fresh air and send home!The director was in no hurry to return to the tent. On the contrary, he sat down on the grass next to Alice, almost touching her. The girl's shoulders tensed. The girl was in no

The morning after the night of the discovery of the nursery rhyme, Alexa Lis met with a bouquet of conflicting feelings. Embarrassment and awkwardness became dominant among them. After the moment of mutual exposure of the most painful wounds to each other, the girl was shy to look in the direction of the Man. Waking up, contrary to tradition, not in an empty tent, she darted behind the screen on unbending legs and tried to wash her burning face with embarrassment.What seemed absolutely natural and correct in the arms of the night, in the pitiless light of the day looked like insanity. In the morning, the Man, in whose arms she shed the most bitter tears, again turned into the Great and Terrible Master of the Circus, and she into his subordinate.“Damn, why am I so worried, like we… But in all honesty, if we just slept together, I would worry a lot less. Attraction, nothing more!” - from her chaotic thoughts, the Man involuntarily smiled, admitting, however, that everything that happe

"Oh yeah! Questions about the former! Lis smiled wickedly.- Neither one nor the other. I wanted her to take a seat beside me,” he answered curtly.How is Jossie?— No, like the Mistress of the Circus. Like my queen, - at the last word, he caught a barely noticeable surge of displeasure from the girl. Not enough to even form into a tangible thought, but palpable at the level of emotions. Almost jealous .— That's how! she chuckled. - Strongly, then, upset when she preferred anything to your generous offer ?"Are you planning on chastising me?" You yourself know exactly what I felt at that moment, ”he twitched impatiently, but the Fox butted his head again, this time with the back of the head. “She really was special.“Someone needs to enlighten you on what that girl, Human, felt!”“ For the first and last time! »- I must say right away that in her place, I would not only refuse, but look for something heavy or sharp. Frying pan or knife! What you did is unforgivable !“The Great and