The carriage drove through the armored gates of the palace of law, the constables, on the orders of Aberlein, pulled out the body and dragged it inside. I looked around, studying the red snow, the leaden-red sky, the red netancrises. Everything appears red through red lenses. Sometimes it seems to me that the world is well watered with blood. Perhaps it should be annoying, but I feel quite comfortable seeing the world this way. However, you have to take off your glasses to make sure the snow is white, because I love white snow. Because it's so right.The hall, as always, is packed with constables receiving directions to different parts of the city. In the general mass, broad-shouldered lups and huge dahorachi stand out especially. By nightfall, there will be no dahorachs, they are not able to serve without a constant source of light, but there will be more zheshzuls. They are much more active at night than during the day. Although the rest of the inhabitants of the capital hate them e

The island of the Chinops, when it was first handed over to these outsiders about three centuries ago, was no island at all. Just a large piece of capital land, where the imperial laws were slightly modified, obeying the rules set by the netancris. This was the condition under which the chinopses agreed to accept imperial citizenship and faithfully serve Messiah. With his understanding of the word "service". Mesquia provided the Chinops with a huge supply of time and almost unlimited resources, and in return received ... gifts of indescribable value. The Chinops began the total industrialization of the country. They erected metal walls with lintels in the form of gigantic fangs on their territory, set up five gates set in motion by internal mechanisms, built wide bridges across the canals that they dug themselves. A kind of incredibly wide moat, fed by the Remma in the north and flowing into the Estra. The island of hinops is a place where even the Emperor cannot set foot without the

- You killed them!“I killed a lot of people.- Coal miner!“Ah… the old man and his poor family. Yes. They are just the first in a long list of those who will soon leave this world. You're on that list too, Brian el'Moria, Throathook!He leaped forward, and I twirled the cane, drawing a thin, double-edged blade from it. Suddenly we were on an equal footing, he is bigger, I am faster, we are probably also unequal in strength, he has a staff, one touch of which will kill me, I have a sword that I wielded to perfection. We moved through the warehouse, I shred him and hide from the clots of magic that he periodically throws, he, despite all the wounds inflicted, continues to relentlessly pounce on me, flailing with huge fists and waving a hot fireball. Several times this weapon touched the floor and left scorched cavities. Finally, I inflicted a really serious wound on him, cutting off his right hand, which flew off behind the boxes. No blood, no screams, the giant just dodged and almost

To my slight surprise, Anois chose not pearls or diamonds, but sparkling red-black opals. Instead of a dazzling white dress with silver embroidery, she donned an evening dress, black as an oriental night, of a more strict closed style. Seeing the fiery-haired tani in this garb, it was as if I breathed in the spicy smell of the Tartsar spice bazaar. The smell of an alien world, precious oil incense and hot sand. It was as if a breath of wind from a strange world that I once visited and which, to be honest, I miss, gently touched my face.- And again fascinated.“My thane, you are too kind.- If you repeat this to those gentlemen whom I put in prison, I will be very grateful. For some reason they think I'm a real demon.A hired carriage took us to the Imperial Gardens on Hyacinth Street. I was always touched by how the huge spaces reserved for park areas surrounding the mansions of the powerful of this world manage to delimit with some abstract streets!First we entered the park, crosse

Yes, I declared in public that I did not repent and did not regret what and how I had to do, fulfilling my duty to the country. And I lied. We all lie, for we, tenkris, are perfect creatures who have raised our perfection to the absolute. Perfect beings don't make mistakes, which means they don't apologize. The most powerful country in the world, constantly expanding and growing rich on the backs of the defeated peoples, does not apologize. This is ridiculous! And war ... War is as much a part of our nature as a sense of superiority. Tenkris always fought, and we did it better than anyone else. We are born leaders, religious and political leaders, charismatic commanders. It is in our power to kindle the fire of passion in the hearts of the lower species, to share with them our will and our aspirations. But war... At a certain point, you either start to hate yourself for what you are doing and put a bullet in your head, or you turn into an animal without fear or conscience and continue