One life of Sarro la Cassa

3

The darkness of ignorance breeds fears...

    The school did not inspire the most friendly appearance: sharp black towers and spiers went under the very clouds. One tower stood out like a giant match, towering over the world, no doubt holding something secret. The students were not allowed there, saying that the tower was very old and could collapse at any moment. But they really wanted to be there! Was it from the fact that a light was often seen in it, or from the fact that bats hovered around it in flocks? An unknown force irresistibly attracted them there ...

     Although my memories were not available to me, this only concerned what was inextricably linked to my past. As for the school, she knew and remembered all the classrooms. “Well, thanks for that, at least!”

   The morning began unexpectedly - everyone was awakened by bird cries. However, I have nightmares.

   I apologize that I did not have the opportunity to tell you more specifically about the room itself: two people lived in each room. For example, my companion was the Moon.

     This sixteen-year-old blue-haired girl said at first glance that she was different. Psychedelic music; constant pieces of paper, stuffed between notebooks and books - she wrote poetry; "strange" manner of speech, catching every phrase she did not understand, as if the girl wanted to be aware of everything.

    An amazing coincidence - she and our class teacher had the same last name. But different facial features, as well as their unanimous arguments, proved that they were namesakes.

    Each room was arranged in its own way and corresponded to the inner nature of the tenant. There we spent most of our time chatting and doing our homework.

They rarely returned home - only during the holidays.

    Time passed slowly. There was a measured quiet life. However, even in the midst of silence, the wind of surprise blows...

      The lessons have already ended. But we argued endlessly, for strange rumors crawled around the school.

-…have you seen?! Len shouted happily. “Sonny Clyrend!” She flew!

   For those who don't know: this is our gymnast.

- Well, of course they saw it - and I, and Karme, and Vega, - but what can I say - that's it! Anfissa responded, “It happened in front of the whole class!

- Can you talk about anything other than Sonny? - Vega was indignant, - All ears are already buzzing!

- But this is such an event! Just imagine! - He did not let up, and I agreed.

-Nothing to imagine!

"But you just confirmed what you saw, didn't you?" I intervened. “Why are you denying it now?”

-Because humans can't fly! .. — Becca objected sadly, — No matter how much you want it, Clio, admit that you made a mistake. You overlooked. We also. “And he…he knows how to do everything!” she thought with a barely perceptible smile at the corners of her lips.

- And I'm thinking, how could we all have the same example? - Sasha said thoughtfully, - And why did you get the idea that she was flying? Jumped for the ball and caught it? But can't everyone do this?

-To jump too long and high! Very ... - Anfissa exclaimed, - Something doesn’t fit here!

-And maybe time has stopped because of fear? said Karme, always adhering to scientific views.

   Len glanced frantically at his watch.

-They're coming...

-You're a fool, that's just what they say!

- Wait, - I suddenly exclaimed, - Raise your hands, those who actually saw Sonny's flight?

     In less than a couple of minutes, all hands were raised. As much as Karme and Vega denied what they saw, they also agreed. “So they played for the audience? But why? “- I did not understand.

- Clio thought of something ... - immediately heard the irony from the second.

- One of us needs to find out something from Sonny's life! Gotta watch her! I have to learn Alfagesian... Which of you is free? By the way, I'll go to the library for books, at the same time, find out there.

- I would go with you, provided it was something worthwhile! - exclaimed Karme, - But the day before I had a little fight with Sonny ...

- Then don't you dare! Len and Becca shouted at each other. “Who knows what she's capable of in anger?

     From an excessive excess of hands, my choice fell on me.

    When the lessons were over, I went to the library, spending at least 4 hours on it and, most importantly, for nothing - I was endlessly distracted by the calls of the bored Anfissa. And in this state, I could not learn something! Then I saw through the window how the gymnast went to the east gate; dressing as discreetly as possible, I set off after her.

***

     The director, Omederro Ryan, was no ordinary man. And one of his main abilities was a look into the future. So he knew about everything that would happen in 10, 20...even 100 years. He also knew about me, that I had moved in time and now I am at school. The director warned all the teachers about this, and from what they heard they fell into a panic. How strong and cunning I was! What a strong adversary I represented!

At first, the teachers did not believe Ryan, he often scared them, because who knows what will happen this time? After all, apart from Omederro, no one could look into the future. Why then believe him?

  But the day came and Lamain de Tsyin canceled the lesson. He saw me and horror pierced him to the depths of a ghostly soul! Soon Omederro himself saw me. He hoped that he was mistaken, that I was the same, at the same time realizing that this was not so.

How did you understand? Very simple: a purple spot on the cheek in the form of two stars. It was a sign of initiation into the Order of Wizards.

 All the teachers were immediately gathered. They ran as fast as they could, trying to remain unnoticed, but they couldn't. Through the library window, I saw Clyrende.

     Lamain de Zyin found the very place where my "first" steps lay.

- We could not even imagine - began Omederro - How strong it is!

   Sarro chuckled.

-What did she do?

  The headmaster glanced disapprovingly at the scarlet-eyed man.

-Much!

-For example! he chuckled.

“I would also listen,” Nicollo said, “really, it’s interesting! - played along with the speaker.

She realized that Lan's stupidity was real.

-But only? Such arguments...

-But it's true. This is true. And that's the whole point! "Lan! Idiot! If not for your words! ...“- Omederro thought in parallel, “If she manages to convince everyone around, we will come to an end! Now Kerrow lost her memories - that's all I and Time were capable of! But no one knows how long this oblivion will last!

- We must not let this happen! the biologist shouted, trembling with excitement and breaking into a scream, “We will do everything to prevent this from happening!”

-To expel from school? Sarro thought, trying to contain the emotions that overwhelmed him. In fact, the teacher categorically did not want his words to come true and was a little afraid, so as not to spoil the already flimsy situation with one phrase, but you have to somehow get out?

  It was Sarro who changed Lan's mind, directing him towards friendship with Clio. He knew that Omederro could not escape death. "He must die! Sooner or later, it doesn't matter! For he is very angry, cruel and unfair! “You won’t go openly, but slowly, out of the blue, the teacher did this.

-Great idea, cool! the geographer agreed, winking at his comrade.

We need to kill her! Set up an accident and write it off as “missing!” exclaimed the director.

- She can kill us? This girl? – Embi asked with distrust and fear in her eyes, – You know the future, tell me what is there, what is there, please!

  Omederro was silent, his flushed face was distorted by a grimace, he could not tell the whole truth. I was afraid that then it would come true.

- She... She's not just a girl! Do not say that! His hands were shaking, the inevitable picture of his own death was before his eyes. Omederro hoped that if he kept silent, it would not happen! But is hope capable of such a thing? "Lan! - I couldn't stop thinking, - Why is he doing this? Provoking her! His mistakes can have a very negative impact on us later…But I won’t let that happen!” Don’t let anyone even talk about magic! The students are forbidden to know about her…” he said, raising his voice, “Hmm, we really should expel her!” Sarro! Head to the library and find the deadliest spells!

    The black haired man wanted to resist.

   "I'll put my diary in! Let him look for the owner!“

- The girl must die before something happens! And I don't care how!

Qing! Let her know about the withdrawal! …Then take care of the weapons!

- Yes, sir!

    Ask why not Sarro? The biologist had no opinion of his own and blindly obeyed Omederro, while la Casse was quite the opposite. Omederro could not even imagine to what extent ...

   Another hour passed in fear and doubt. The teachers were exhausted, inventing various ways to "get Clio out of the way." Omederro sat with his head on his knees. Dead silence hung over the clearing. The slanting rays of the setting sun cut through the shadows in an intricate pattern. There was a barely audible noise in the distance.

-Watch out! cried Elrond, and rushed forward. Why he? Is it the most devoted? Not at all. Rather, one who is not afraid of death. In addition, a soldier during his lifetime, who served as a conesser for many years. And most importantly - skillfully playing his role, a rebel.

   A white-maned horse ran out from behind a tree with rapid speed. He jumped, heading towards the director. With every second their collision drew nearer. Tired Omederro dozed, not knowing the breath of death. All the teachers were frozen in fear. Nobody expected such a turn!

  The director woke up. Distraught, he froze, but it was too late! The horse struck with its hoof at Elrond, who rushed to the defense of his "master", and bloody fell to the ground. Rush rushed to the teacher, and Omederro rushed to run.

- We just thought about how to kill her - and on you! Embi shuddered. “This is her doing, isn’t it?”

-Whose ones? ...

-Kerrow nearby! I feel it! Oh, this sweet blood! ... - Sarro whispered and was right as always, - at the moment, his true nature was speaking in him.

  Soon the horse also fell. Elrond escaped with a slight wound - how could one who was already dead be killed?

-This is my rock! That's her! - Omederro repeated endlessly, - Once I escaped, another - I won’t be able to! And my revenge for my brother will remain only the cry of a tormented soul! …