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
The stranger jumped closer and slightly pulled the dagger towards himself, which caused the blood to gush with greater force."ORIBI, NO!!!" she yelled, twitching with all her might and scratching her thin hands with iron snares. With the other hand, she took off the pendant and threw it to the vampire. He grasped the stone with a trembling hand.- Please... keep me there... - with bloody fingers, he brought it to the wound, - In his heart... - the hand shook, he fell again. Tears froze in my eyes - I just wanted to save you ... His words hit her like a stone.- No, wake up! Open your eyes! ORIBI!!! Incredible strength flowed through her veins, giving a push, and the girl broke the chains, rushing to the wounded man, and grabbed his shoulders."What did you do to him?!" Becca yelled towards the dark shadow that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, "You will pay for this!!!"-Be...ka... - his eyes trembled, the guy coughed again and fell silent.- Oribi! Oribi! No! Ori!...-
To avoid fate means to be above it.This night was hot. All ways to bring Oribi back to life were in vain. Even Sarro's vampire blood couldn't do anything...“Why do you need a body if there is no way to return it?” Karme exclaimed sharply, making me think about these words.- He's actually alive. This is just the outer shell. Not everything is as bad as you think ... “I could also communicate with my parents for a short time, then the connection seemed to be cut off ... With Oribi, she is also very shaky, but still, she is ... I feel his soul. She is alive ... There is a chance for salvation!*** Morning has come. A mute silence and tension spread with greater force through Sarro's house. They had breakfast, looking first at the floor, then at the faces of their friends distorted by horror. The vampire sat across from us, to one side, arms folded and deep in thought. Becky wasn't with us... “I spent the whole night with him, but so what?” Sarro flashed in his head, “What can