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
The man did not show his real appearance, but the anger bubbling inside was tamed by the fingers gently touching his face. He leaned over to Lis, covering her hand with his as their faces were level. The right hand that appeared immediately lay on his neck in order to bring the Man closer to him. Enough for the little witch's lips, heated by her breathless breath, to find his own.***Did I have some kind of plan? Maybe he was. But when the horizon was closed by his demonically attractive eyes, and my lips voluntarily surrendered to his captivity, everything disappeared. The whole world evaporated and became absolutely unimportant.The only thing that mattered was his kiss. Incredibly deep, will-destroying, subjugating me from the first moment. Complete surrender has never been so pleasant. His hands roam my skin through my dress, revealing all the secrets of my outfit and turning my body into malleable plasticine. My unruly fingers are occupied with an expert-level puzzle, the strang
With the rustle of the blanket covering me, I fall into a deep sleep, listening to his whisper:Sleep, my little beast.***With such a wind, it's a pity we didn't take a kite! Zoe's scream grabs my attention.The wind overthrows her cry almost to a whisper, but I still hear it. From frenzied delight, I forget what I was doing before I heard it. With a jubilant cry, I run to my friend through the meters of green meadow separating us.— Zoey! - until a crunch I squeeze her in my arms, tears begin to roll from my eyes, and a happy laugh escapes from my chest.A friend returns the hugs, smiling stiffly, as if she does not understand my mad joy to see her alive and unharmed.- Let's go! Alex is waiting for us. There, down the slope, - she pulls my hand, - where the wind is weaker. Let's go before we get blown away!The magic word "Alex" is a repeat trigger. Despite my legs tangled in a blue skirt, I rush forward, overtaking my friend. She, an avid lover of pants, suddenly also flaunts a d
What are the punishments for sins? she breathed resentfully, continuing to provocatively run her fingertips over the scars. - If for the invasion, then another four weeks of work? Or two, I was alone this time.“Alas, my dear Alice,” he smiled rapaciously in response, “that was my mercy for an innocent sin, committed for the first time, but now ...“You won’t let me out of the territory now, will you?” - she suggested with mixed feelings, another game on the nerves was read in the words of the Man.In response, a fox smile with an unvoiced “I didn’t guess!”."You won't even let me out of your tent?" she asked, starting to giggle.He is the Great and Terrible Masked Man. He can do whatever he wants. The smile grew wider and more carnivorous. Almost guessed. But not really."Clear. I can't go further than the bed! I wouldn’t say that I’m against it, especially if I feed!”Thin fingers reached out to the Man's face. Weightless movements on the ideal surface of illusion. The action bore f
We both know it's not! Her eyes the color of arctic ice again examined her face with a silent question.A ripple passed across his face, washing away the illusion of perfection.You weren't scared first. The first one wanted to touch, - taking the girl's hand in his hand, he brought it close to his face with a heavy sigh. The pads of the fingers began their weightless movement, delicately touching each scar. For a moment, the Man closed his eyes, surrendering to her caress. "I want to know why you don't mind?" How long can you accept ugliness and hide your fear?"They're just scars," whispered the Fox, crossing her ankles, "your skin can tell as much about your soul as the tendons and bones underneath it." Nothing! Although I really felt disgusted!The Great and Terrible froze in anticipation of the blow that was about to follow. But Alice went on casually drawing his face with her pale fingers.“From the memories of that girl. Especially in the hospital. And it is much more difficult
Alice went to Lakeside after dinner. The whole morning was spent counting materials and props that needed to be replaced, making lists and estimating how many places it would take to visit to place an order for the Circus. By lunchtime, he and Jozzie had barely finished. The Director's assistant even imbued, if not respect, then his shadow, to the hard organizational work of the girl. The lunch break passed in honest assurances to join the evening procession of the Circus, immediately upon returning from a remote area. Through hot kisses that carried consciousness into the world of hot dreams, the Fox swore an oath not to talk to anyone, to behave prudently and run like a mountain antelope towards the tents, if she suddenly felt at least a suspicion of a threat to her own life.The hike through the park area to the area of the runaway lake was in high spirits. Whispering the Man "my little beast" instead of saying goodbye, promised
Over the years, I have long understood that the provision of choice is only a play of his own composition. Man really likes the behavior of his toys in those moments when they think that they still have freedom, but in fact he has been pulling all the strings for a long time. Everything will be just the way he wants. And these "certain conditions" will be fulfilled by me regardless of what I say or do.- The very first thing - together forever, my dear! A blanket falls off my shoulders. His cloak flies to the floor.- Easy! I smile, straightening the buttons on my vest.- And the second, - his hand, bypassing pajamas, moves along the spine, causing pleasant goosebumps, - to the King and Queen ...- Oh no!" ...should..."- No, no, no!- ...to be husband and wife!- Somehow without me! - I try to get out, does not allow.Several years have passed since Kenny's opaque hint, and each time this intriguer, in any case, specified the nearest date of that very day. Over time, Man began to th
For a month, Lis loaded herself with work and new projects so that the breaks between activities were only for sleep. She even preferred to eat food on the go, which could not but worry her friends. But it was easier that way. She did not ignore the support of her brother and the company, and almost every November evening she called to her gatherings with or without an overnight stay. It was more difficult with the nightmares, which instantly returned without the Man. Bypassing the subsequent revival in Brantford, but just as disgustingly detailed. Nights without their King literally became torture.- Would you like to visit me today? - suggested the Fox, locking the doors, although the very idea that someone would break into her cafe in her City caused hysterical laughter.“Actually, we wanted to invite everyone to our place today, Kenny will again liberate modest Wendy,” Trisha smiled, “but if you yearn for the Man, then we can organize gatherings with you!”“I miss you madly,” the
"Month of the Unknown. What if another Four comes along and challenges him and destroys him? Or will the old one gather and, shaking her gray hair, avenge her ruined lives? Or will he find himself another young sweetheart? – the last thought harassed more than others.She had no doubts about the ability of her King to foresee all possible outcomes and become invulnerable for a month with full replenishment from the Circus. As well as how greedy for his mysterious image of girls of all possible ages. And if she could tolerate the townspeople, realizing that they were of little interest to the Man, and if they wished, they would simply go to dinner for the ghouls, then the events of Saintfor ...“All his women are from this Devil City, come to think of it. Even me! she thought displeasedly, looking through the audience from behind the scenes, in search of a potential weirdo with whom the Circus would go on tour completely full. - Devil! Am I like Persephone? Will I strangle any one for
The door bell chimed cheerfully, letting in strangers.– Welcome to Nightingale City! Lis smiled.The city whispered to the girl behind the counter that the customers weren't local. But no hint was needed. It was enough to see their faces. All new people have anxiety, loss and hopelessness in their eyes. Like all guests of the city, they are confused by how exactly they ended up at the doors of the themed cafe. But they couldn't get in. The one who can is not yet born. The trinity of young people is slightly older than Alice herself.– We are glad to welcome guests of the city in our cafe “Alice in the Land of Teas¹”!She politely invited those who entered to sit down at the bar counter, into which the counter passed.Let me offer you tea. For guests of the city, absolutely free! – warning their refusal, she added.“Thank you,” one of them said in a trembling voice, “Miss…- In our small state, you can call me Alice! she winked with a smile on duty as she prepared welcome tea for them
The man sincerely grinned, gently unhooked the pale girlish fingers, dragging Lis forward to hug her from behind. Feeling the familiar warmth in her shoulder blades, enveloping her with a mute promise of protection, she closed her eyes in bliss.- Unusual. Very nice variety!Today the townspeople have outdone themselves! In a good way! she chuckled. – I think this day has become a pleasant change for everyone!“And for you, my singing queen?”“You have hearing like a bat?” she wondered, adding, “Kenny and his brother decided to have a therapy session to get rid of their sad thoughts through public humiliation. By the way, effective, although I could do without it. Holidays are great medicine in and of themselves. And I prefer to sing only to a narrow circle of the elite." Chosen, you mean? - Alice's words thrown as an excuse for timidity were very flattering.Will life be much more boring now? the girl asked, smiling when a scarlet maple leaf fell on her face in a gust of night wind.
Before the eyes of Alice, who was rapidly blushing with embarrassment, everyone who heard Andy's loud announcement, as well as everyone who knew one of them, pulled up to the small stage. Friends with hyenas' hysterical laughter pushed the girl onto the stage, taking away her bag and broom. The band members, meanwhile, descended from the stage, took large lanterns and, for the effect of bright spotlights, began to illuminate the girl from large spotlights.“Brother,” Lis sang with a wide smile of shock, “I hate you!” I'll go down from the stage - I'll kill!“Relax, Kiki,” Kenny winked at her, “consider it part of therapy. We treat despondency with public disgrace!- That's not how it works! - hissed the girl, getting a guitar in her hands. Correcting the instrument, she timidly turned to the crowd, expecting either a song from her, or ... she didn’t even want to think about the second. - Okay, hello people! You know, in my memory - this is the best holiday in our city! I'm right?The
- Why is Robin Hood not included in the support group? Andy asked, looking to ensure that the preparations were going at the right pace, but a boot flying in his direction made the guys step back from the tent one more step.- Don't peek! - the girls printed their will in unison.All three voices were clearly heard in the angry trill.– Because he performs the most important mission – guarding the entrance to the territory of the Circus! Pirate Roberts grunted, brushing off the broomstick.- And if there are no jokes?- If no joke, then with all his inclinations towards your sister, multiplied by his pathological inability to keep his mouth closed and his hands to himself ... think for yourself! Kenny answered in the tone of a mentor explaining something obvious. - Here they will pull out his arms and legs and change places, and deservedly so, and I will also assist!Three girls emerged from the tent. Sarah in a classic ghost costume and Trisha in the image of Rose Cotton paired with
The Man in the Mask himself found himself in a spiral of difficult questions. Does the King need a Queen after a complete and unconditional victory in the last chess game? As it turns out, more is needed. Which for the pragmatic part of his essence seemed strange. When the enemies stopped brightening up the dullness of loneliness, Alice's halo of "usefulness" almost completely melted away. And now that the Mask had no plans left for her, the Man's attitude towards the fragile little witch became even more reverent. As soon as all plans to conquer the city and eliminate the last coven were completed, the temporarily suppressed desire for the constant closeness of the Foxes returned. The fistula called "loneliness" did not poison his existence only with the full presence of his beast in his life. Her presence nearby, when only the body is close, and the soul is hidden in darkness, forced him to make a decision that was unexpected for him.The sun began to move towards the horizon when a
The morning of the last day of October, almost until breakfast, Lis spent in tears. The whole "raw period" Man did not leave her a single step. As in the case of her exhaustion after the first merger with the City, he could not influence the girl. All that was left was to watch helplessly. In the end, poured into the girl by hook or by crook, a transparent liquid with a cloyingly sweet and sour taste managed to stop the endless stream of tears. However, this author's sedative lasted only a couple of hours.Upon awakening, she wanted only one thing - to fall into a dream and not wake up for at least a week. However, the dream waved its tail and left the Fox, gloatingly endowing her consciousness with crystal vigor, with which it became impossible even to doze off. It was comforting that the tears had ended, and clarity appeared in my thoughts, albeit a sad one. Under the soothing roar of the Human's heart, she opened her eyes. Feeling the weightless movements of his fingers on her shou