The rain intensified. Greenish stripes outside the window replaced a dense forest. The air was clean, fresh, and so pleasant that the Campire breathed it in with such greed as never before. Pictures of the past flashed before his eyes. "This air! Those notes! How they remind me of that time! This barely perceptible rustle of leaves - it seems to be Enge's voice! So secretive and exciting! Unpredictable, and most importantly - dangerous! - the memories were dizzy, for a moment making me forget about the real world, - But I felt good ... at first ... this city of blue flowers! - hardly noticeable tears shone in purple eyes, - and the girl ... Who could have guessed who she really would turn out to be? ... " We walked in silence, throwing sidelong glances at the slowly moving vines.- This was not here for a very long time ... - Sarro began, slowing down, as if on purpose, wanting to tell us something along the way, - The weather seems to be warning us ... - I have been waiting
It's Kayla! He transformed her! - Sarro realized, grabbing the hand of a puffed-up kampira, - Spiders are afraid of water! Come on, kill her!-Why just me?- I can’t, but you ... how can you not understand: now is such a moment! The cry of the girl made Oribi wake up.- Becca! - a blue whirlwind wrapped around the monster, - Don't touch her!... A few seconds of silence. Movement again. Hiss. New stream.- And she is very tenacious! - Brother hastened to help. Before the fiery rays, the insect was powerless. The huge carcass was still trying to move, but a few blows to the head with Anzeli's big shoes - and she was already flying into the abyss of death, pushed into the gap formed after the lightning strike.A couple more seconds passed.- Are you all right?- Say yes. The roar sounded again. Paul swayed.-Let's go! The new discharge was ten times stronger than the previous one.-Weather, how special!- It's HE! - exclaimed the Vampire, forcing us to duck, - Omederro
The tower was ready to fall. One of the lightnings almost overtook Karma - we were like birds locked in a trap. “Now she is protecting ... and so recently she was screaming and accusing. Oh, Becca, how can I convince you of the truth? - he thought, looking sideways at the scarlet stone.*** He froze, holding on with all his strength from the pain, reaching for his sword with numb fingers. "Now or never! If I don't kill him, Omederro will kill us all! - before Len's eyes flashed the same moments from the future as mine - I must! That's why I'm here!..." - carefully cutting the vines, the guy began to get out from under the green captivity."Get off her!" Sarro yelled. "You're crazy!" Clio did nothing! Your enemy is Rika, and she is long dead!- Dead, you say? - the director hissed, making a sharp turn, - And who is this? - he pointed at me with his finger and laughed evilly. A black mist shrouded his fingers, another moment and a new beam was already flying towards its g
The school was no more. From the once great and powerful building, only memories remained. Evil fell, all enemies were killed. For schoolchildren, this meant that the holidays had come earlier and, perhaps, would last a very long time! The building was empty - the tension and fear that had filled it for many years disappeared. The Stukans returned to their dungeons, some wanted to repair the ruined castle. Meanwhile, everyone decided to leave Alfirin, go to other schools and forget about this one forever! Go to Alfagess, which lies to the north of our current location. There was no question of exams and tests - the joy of the students was overshadowed by the surprise and sadness of Linard, who spent so much time and energy on his studies. A hundred flowers, golden birds circling overhead, and the first juicy fruits shining like lights over the silvery surface of the lake. Now we were on Katz, the very lake that Becca so dreamed of visiting. Each was filled with a hundred th
Do not think that this is the end, because any end is the beginning for something new... The extremely warm August wind licked the houses, scattering them like a sheet of blue petals. Alpha is an incredibly beautiful tree, giving considerable magical power to its inhabitants, completely strewn with flowers and blooming almost all year round. There were so many such trees in the city that it was named after them. Numerous squares and parks covered with blue carpets. How beautiful it is to walk and watch this azure waterfall sweep over you! Eyes dazzle from sapphire sparks, all hardships are forgotten! How I sympathize with Sarro, who left this city for a long time! During these two months, not many changes have taken place - the move, perhaps, is the main one.Of course, one should not forget about the hospitality of the Alfgessian, because when my memory returned to me, I remembered that my parents had died, but he sheltered me. So during these two months I became incredibly
You can’t forgive yourself for ruining happiness with your own hands! Hot dry air flowed on the blue petals. Roses did not wither, fanned by the love of their purple-eyed gardener, they were waiting for their hour, their destiny. August was in full swing, the scorching sun terribly tired the vampires, forcing them to hide in their house until sunset. Golden rays illuminated the garden, which arched around the space from the fence itself to the windows of Oribi's room. He put his whole soul into these roses, all of himself, painfully experiencing separation. All of them have changed in these insignificant three months, both externally and internally: Oribi became withdrawn, a knife appeared on his belt, as he said, for cutting roses, but this scared me a little, I guess it was a necessity due to recoil pendant; Anzali's mischief passed on to me with Luna; Sarro's narcissism gave way to loneliness, so much so that it seemed to me that he did not deliberately hide his sad eye
The second day has come. Sharply, quickly, unexpectedly. The sunbeams cut through the veil of blue roses like the blade of an indomitable dagger. I woke up from some strange, soul-depressing feeling, like fear. In front of me I saw a campira, today he decided to give a rose to me and Bekka. It was so touching, so romantic that for a moment I involuntarily blushed, felt his gentle gaze on me, forcing me to drown in my depths ... I didn’t notice how I was left alone, convulsively clutching a fragrant flower in my hands. Lan played all night long. Sleepy, staggering, I saw him at the exit to the living room. He spoke indistinctly and out of place - he was sleeping. Therefore, when I asked how the search was going, he just nodded his head languidly.- And I beat you! - there was a joyful cry of Ella, - Loser! Jonah! You even spilled coffee behind the computer! Haha!-How did you spill it? It can't be! - the redhead started up, running back into the room.- Yes, I was joking! Oh what is
Time is the prison of the soul. To die means to be free.The third day has come. The clouds gave way to the sun, bright crimson rays, ruthlessly breaking into my dream. The clock was about nine. Oribi and Anzeli scurried around me in agitation, and I knew from their marble faces that Bekka had never been found.- I had a vision... - the campir whispered, - She is somewhere high... it is cold there, the wind blows and some distant light shines... - some strange and inexplicable feeling haunted him. He hoped that these were only nightmares, but deep down he was very afraid for their realization. Such thoughts confused consciousness, convincing in their illusory truthfulness. “Someone is going to die today! - non-stop spinning in Sarro's thoughts, - And I know who, I am! Having doomed everyone to this vain search, I will not be able to avoid fate ... " There was a leaflet on the table. The one that a stranger gave us on the first day of the search. Oribi glanced at the piece of pap