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 All of them have changed in these insignificant three months, both externally and internally: Oribi became withdrawn, a knife appeared on his belt, as he said, for cutting roses, but this scared me a little, I guess it was a necessity due to recoil pendant; Anzali's mischief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
-Late! Yes, and how else? The light became brighter, flooding the space with radiance and covering the room with itself, forcing objects to throw long, constantly moving shadows, then subsided. Nothing happened. No movement, no breath. Emptiness. Tension and hopelessness. Sadness in Sarro's eyes and the desperate cries of Oribi's soul, begging to return to the body."We need to figure out what to say to Becca...Give it to me!" Vampire whispered.*** She stood outside the door, listening to every word and sound.- What should I say? - Becca shouted, - What is He ... - she rushed to the lifeless and pushing everyone nearby, grabbing the guy by the head, began to whisper something.“She’s on the edge…” Luna added, “This is the abyss on which a person cannot resist… Becca,” she called softly, “Forgive… all of us…” there were tears in her eyes, “He… The black-haired woman's hands grabbed her hair with all her might.-No! Do not say that! Do not dare!- Leave him... Leave us! Disap
We silently looked into the camera, at the photo, the very ones that Ell did endlessly when we were still in Alfirin. How many memories were captured on these frames, how many experienced and gone forever! There were so many feelings that they would not fit into any language, and remained unexpressed pain on our faces. Oribi... he's gone, left us. Forever. I involuntarily flashed before my eyes the day when he breathed in the flowery air for the last time and closed his eyes. How the body shook in the last impulse and how lifeless arms sagged. It was a terrible picture! But the main thing ... it happened again in front of the unfortunate Becky! Her desperate cries and the silence of Sarro - fate sooner or later overtook Oribi. And that couldn't be changed... But since then she has changed, no, of course she grieved, but it was something else. The girl seemed to be hiding something from us, stubbornly denying all the guesses we proposed. This surprised me and made me think, becau