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City of inheritance When to Think
“You know, people definitely need to dream about something,” Ladai said, lying on the grass and screwing up his multi-colored eyes in the sun. “A man without a dream is empty. He has nowhere to go, but he must go. If you stand still for a long time, you will grow into the ground like an ancient stone. You become inflexible. Your thoughts will flow slowly, slowly, into the void, because there will be nothing to flow to. Yes, a person needs a dream, it makes him move.- And what do you dream about? Khiyat asked, massaging his aching forearm.Ladai somehow managed to pierce the armor. And it was not at all that this armor was weak, the sword was not real either. He just hit like that. At some angle. Or changing the angle at the moment when the protection was strengthened at the place of impact, and punched it in another place. Hiyat failed to catch this moment. But he tried and tried, wanting to solve the riddle himself.- Now? Laday smiled. I don't know, that's the problem. I used to dr
City of inheritance Trouble in the Council House
The fact that he is doing stupid things, Khiyat understood from the very beginning. But did. And stubbornly. Climbing up Despo's neck, over his head, and then slipping off his beak onto a cross between a dragon and a toad that adorned the corner of the Council House was, to put it mildly, insane. But he climbed and slipped. After that, Despo flew off to make a circle of honor and look for where to drop Ladai, so that it would be both noisy and safe, and his costume of the night Scarecrow was immediately noticed. The braids for the image were again missing, but ...But still, Ladai did not look as stupid as Khiyat, who hugged the stone scarecrow with his arms and legs and tried to remember how he was going to get off her. It was to climb down onto the cornice that surrounded the stained-glass windows, and not fall down on the roses growing below, as the imagination suggested.In the yard, on the other side of the house, someone screamed, and Khiyat realized that there was nothing more
City of inheritance An almost lost game in the "Field"
Khiyat woke up from the fact that someone rather heavy fell on his stomach. And then he started jumping.Opening his eyes, the guy realized that with the fact that he had already woken up, he got a little excited. A familiar dragon jumped on his stomach. Yellow such, only noticeably grown up.- What else? Khiyat asked wearily.“Fire and water,” the dragon grinned with fangs. - Opposite elements. The ones that interfere with each other. But if you make them complement each other…” Yellow’s smile turned dreamy.- What will happen?“There will be a force capable of destroying the indestructible.“Uh-huh,” Khiyat said thoughtfully. “Now I’ll wake up and go to unite.The little dragon hissed, stomped, and then bared his teeth even wider."You'll have to learn," he said promisingly. - Learn quickly. And not only this.Then he spat in the guy's face. Something suspiciously similar to the famous dragon fire. Khiyat barely had time to close his eyes, he felt something warm spread across his fa
City of inheritance Dungeons and mysteries
The channels eventually tuned in. Sleep was worse. Hiyat had frequent nightmares. I even had to steal the soothing tincture from Dela. From the brothers of Dorana, who decided either to kill him or make him a real warrior, the guy somehow hid. Ladai with training agreed to wait. So it was possible to rest. It seems to be.And the snake was in no hurry to appear or send a dragon.At first, Khiyat was even childishly offended and offended almost until the evening. Well, he tried so hard. And if it weren’t for Dorana, who declared for no reason that self-respecting girls would not run after a guy who didn’t call them with him, they would have continued to waste time. But thanks to the red fury, I realized that I was wrong. The snake is a guardian. And they don't show up unannounced either.Inspired by joy, the guy kissed Dorana, which at that moment he was ready to carry in his arms, and cheerfully rushed off to look for a quiet place to talk with one of the incarnations of the city. The
City of inheritance Thoughts and rituals
“You piss me off,” said Dorana, tripping over a stone hiding in the grass.She shook her head and stubbornly walked on. Of course, saying something like that to a guy whose attention you are going to attract, and you are going to for a long time, for almost ten days, is not worth it. But alone with herself, the girl was not going to restrain herself. What brought him here? On the one hand, there was finally a chance to catch him alone. But on the other hand, she never liked wandering through the forests, fields and bushes. And here the grove seems to be small, bright, but there are a lot of stones, and nothing is visible behind the bushes.The girl even thought about giving up this idea and catching Hiyat in the city, spitting on possible witnesses. She squeezed herself between two spreading bushes and froze, almost choking on another curse.Khiyat has been found.He was lying on a large stone slab, strangely white, with some kind of pattern on the side. And not just lay there. For so
City of inheritance Battle.
"He looks weird," Dean said thoughtfully, looking at something over Liiran's head.The group leader turned around and saw Hiyata. His hairstyle was strange. Hair became shorter, and somehow uneven. It seemed that someone tore out part of the hair, shortened the second part, and left the rest to grow as you like. So this magnificence stuck out in all directions like a slovenly crow's nest.Maybe he had a fight with a girl? Tiyan suggested.“We need to clarify with which one,” Kalar nodded. To stay away from her.Dorana snorted loudly for some reason.Khiyat looked around the crowd gathered in the Common Hall with an absent-minded look, found his group and confidently walked towards them. Liiran watched indignantly as the people made way for the negligent subordinate and turned away. Nobody gave way to him and did not think, he had to ask and seep past. It's a shame somehow.- Who do you like that? Kalar asked first of all, admiring Hiyat's hairdo even up close. Apparently, he longed to
City of inheritance end of part one
Castle Darine Atana did not allow to destroy.First of all, she personally gouged the table in the central hall, ending eternity for the flailers with this deed, and ordered to burn what was left of the people tied to it. She then posted guards wherever she saw fit. And then, having quarreled a bit with the council and heads of schools, she sent several groups to the castle to study the library, laboratories, and in general everything that they consider interesting.Having puzzled everyone and everyone, the kind and wise woman wanted to ask Khiyat and the resurrected Ladai, but then an unpleasant surprise awaited her. This couple still did not want to return to the world of the living, although they were clearly in no hurry to the dead. The medics asked her to wait, and the head of the council had to accept, although Liiran personally heard her mutter under her breath that it was impossible to give the boys time to come up with a plausible lie. How they could have conspired without re
City of inheritance The city needs a guardian!
Darine Atana gazed at the ancient document for a long time. Description of the call or invocation. The author of the document himself was confused as to how it is correctly called. The essence remained the same - the city, or rather those who represent the city authorities, call and invite. Keepers, or rather, close relatives of the keepers of different cities, respond, come and try with all their might to become the keepers of the city that called.Everything is simple.And there is no choice left.So why are you so reluctant to do it?“It’s like giving up your home to an enemy,” the woman whispered. - You volunteer. Because he himself is a miserable cripple, unable to take care of either the house or the family. Yes, you give and hope that the enemy will take care of you, and not turn your living and breathing house into a dead shell that will fall from any wrong move.We need to hope and believe.Atana did not like either. And if there was any choice...“Go, enemies, my house is wa