- Let's sum up: in the Circus I don't see nightmares, I can sleep normally. I am not pursued by Them, and there is no need to drink poison from the Tea Witch. I am neither invisible nor ghost. I can do almost anything I want. And I have someone to play chess with, to talk like a human being, not to mention the rest... But all this will disappear in less than a week, when my imprisonment is over and I get my freedom.I lie on the grass in my dream, ignoring the enchanting skyscape as I speak to the silent Mask.“I don't think the Human would mind if I wanted to stay. But then I will play my part in his performance, not because I have to, but out of good will. And I don't know if it's good or bad. Punish bad people? What he does is terrible, but they deserve it differently? My ten months of nightmares show that some people deserve only execution! The Tea Witch...doing something bad to her will only make me happy! But there is more! Something important... I don't know, but I feel like th
- We continue! The Man once again announced. The fox moved her numb shoulders in response, inwardly hoping that he would get tired and these memory jumps would end.“ Early morning. The dew is collected by a small hand. The second palm is protected by the father's hand. We go to a large shopping area. Father says there will be something for fun today. He hurries me. He himself wants to be in time for this entertainment. I move my naughty legs faster, I don’t want to be late.Revival in the square. On the faces of the gathering crowd there is an anticipation of something curious. Father goes around people to find a place from which he and I will have the best view. People are excitedly discussing something. The very center of the square has been cleared. It has a design that is not entirely clear to me. A lot of branches and firewood are stacked in a hill from which a pillar rises.Stop. WHAT?! We didn't agree!!!No no no! I do not want! Human! Stop it! Stop this!People begin to clamo
- Yah you! Liz growled, trying to get closer to him.After burning the girl, she shook a little, and the feeling of the Great and Terrible Masked Man nearby inspired hope that not a single executioner would come for her. And if it appears, it will be twisted into a ram's horn at the click of long fingers.- When people are escorted on their last journey, they kiss on the forehead, and not like you! she remarked when they were at the chess table.The confusion in the head, "reviewing" memories with constant breaks for flashing emotions, distracted the Human. And the "loud tone" of these thoughts did not allow one to abstract from them. Without knowing it, Lis forced him to listen to her experiences. The strategy of the game did not work out, the game was chaotic on both sides.- Escorted? I still hoped this wasn't the case! - from everything that happened and is happening, there was neither the strength nor the desire to throw on the mask of the master of the situation."Then why?" - i
“Yes, what happened yesterday that he is so angry ... no, not angry. Scared? »Not quite realizing what she was doing, the Fox got up from her chair, took a step towards the Man, and before he could stop her, she touched the pads of her index and middle fingers to his temple. The movement seemed reflexive, devoid of meaning and instruction. However, a sharp jerk through a wave of cold suggested that Lis had done something right . Or, on the contrary, she made a fatal mistake.Tent. I… no Man, but I'm nearby. No. Not that again! In the tent, Man is trying to wake up a lifeless body. My body! Oh, Devil, how terrible are my empty eyes. This is the real vegetable. Or worse, dead. All attempts to reach out are in vain. Watching this from the side, even knowing that everything is about to end with a hot kiss, is very scary ...— ALICE! – the reverse thrust through the chilling wave threw the consciousness back into the tent right into the arms of the frighteningly pale Man.“ Returned? Best
I want this to never end. I want to feel it closer. I want to feel it with every cell of my body, even if after that they will bury me under the Hellebore! His lips greedily pounce on my neck, which I readily provide. I feel like the attraction is more than mutual. From particularly hot kisses, the air is rapidly heating up. The seconds without his lips become torture. I find them impatiently, slightly clenching my teeth. Through the kiss I feel his smug smile. A crushing victory. I am left with the sweet intoxication of defeat. The most desired defeat in this confrontation.Hot hands move to my hips in a businesslike way. Again the game. Slow and deliberately painful movements, not reaching the border of the skirt. Almost without hint.Greed. Hunger. Loneliness. Familiar to both of us, as well as the unbridled desire to satisfy them here and now! Immediately!- Master! Master! - the cry of Muzzlebiter, the word otherworldly sound sounded.The sound broke without permission into the t
Feeling the change in Fox's mood, the Man cautiously lifted her face and carefully looked into her emerald eyes. From such a penetrating look, his breath hitched, and his determination began to melt.- Something is wrong?"Oh, now it's your turn to ask!" she thought gloomily, her eyes twinkling.- I thought of what to wish! - Lis said barely audibly, almost breaking into an unconvincing squeak. — I won chess yesterday.The Man's fingers skimmed along his tender neck in a businesslike way, deliberately knocking down his pulse and subduing his will again. He came damn close, whispering in my ear:What does my little witch want? - only one question caused a storm of controversy, but Fox firmly decided to voice her desire, and then come what may.Through a ragged breath, she collected her will piece by piece and decisively said:“As long as I am imprisoned in the Circus by the terms of our agreement, you will not try to seduce me by any means available to you!” Swallowing nervously, she p
Morning. The fox woke up at dawn and lay motionless on the sofa, afraid to breathe loudly or move. The days of confinement are over. End. You can collect things and run ... but where? To the poisoner Claudia? To the monsters in Brantford? Towards the nightmares that the Man shut her up every night, even though he never admitted it? Wait for them to come ?“Please tell me, for my behavior, I will stay at the Circus for another month! Please!" she mentally asked.“ For your behavior, you will stay here much longer, little witch, but completely voluntarily! »The bedclothes stung the skin, as if chasing the outlander away. Lie peacefully, thinking about some everyday things did not work. In my head, as if with a red-hot iron, the brand “You are free!” Was burned out. and it hurt. The fox grabbed the sky-blue dress and went behind the screen to tidy herself up. After all the standard procedures, she carefully looked at herself in the mirror. Has she changed a lot during her weeks at the C
Three: Six witches come to Claudia's basement, where she is experimenting with herbs under special lamps to breed her Black Hellebore. Each of them fulfills their small role in the city, but they have long ceased to be true witches, mired in the stagnation of everyday routine. They are unhappy with Claudia's eternal experiments with plants and girls. She promised that the latter will cope, but in front of them she admits aloud that the current assistant is absolutely worthless. Devours Hellebore like a sperm whale, but is of no use to her.Four: Another trip to Man. Claudia announces that the Circus Master can take the useless junior witch for himself and do whatever he wants with her. In response, he receives the same letter with a wax seal in the form of a mask. The Masked Man is clearly pleased, but Claudia has no idea how much.Five: She is unhappy to see her assistant alive after all this time.Six: She doesn't put anything in her tea. Still spend money on this stupid creature, a