“Sit down, Eric,” she pointed to a chair at a small elegant table, “this City is special. Even among your own brethren. The rest, like fishermen with a net, caught everyone who passed by. But this one… he invites into his arms those who want to forget themselves and disappear from the outside world. The unfortunate people who are persecuted and hounded, tortured and killed, always easily found him. Unfortunately for them, we were the ones who settled in the City first, being deprived of our essence at home.Speech flowed like a river while the witch conjured over aromatic drinks, deftly wielding an old Turk. A captivating aroma quickly swam around the room, causing the guy to show an involuntary interest in the proposed pastime. A small, hand-painted tray with two steaming cups was carefully placed on the table.- What makes you think that I'm interested in listening to this? Eric asked incredulously, eyeing the offered drink suspiciously.The witch chuckled, scooped a teaspoon of cof
“If during the day people, and at night the rest, then at dusk the City will restore order!” he thought quickly, trying to find a hidden door under the curtains.Teresa looked at him with mockery and a touch of pity. The witch was not afraid of retribution for her words or actions. She felt a strange certainty that she was right. And something stronger than the fear of death. Finally, the Chapter Brother's hands found a groove. The wall under the palms moved. Exit found.“Remember, Eric,” he flew in after him, when he had already left the witch’s abode, “it is in hatred that we create from time to time what destroys us!”The witch's words didn't want to leave her head. As if there were not enough vague thoughts before. Eric ran to the meeting point at the old cinema, knowing in advance that he was late for a long time. He spent a lot more time with Teresa than he thought. Either the magic of the witch herself, or her drink, or the conversation that bites into the heart like a drill, s
- But I have something on her ... - a sharp poking with an elbow in the side interrupted the vulgar phrase before it was completed. - Come on, you bore!I really wanted to smoke. This was surprising, because as far as he could remember, he had never touched a cigarette. So where does this strange impulse come from? And something unimaginable happened in my soul. A ball of strange conflicting feelings haunted. As if he had done something and now he cannot recover from the shock. But what did he do?The next morning, the guy tried to immerse himself in work, since it was dreary enough to make him forget about everything in the world. Acceptance mountain. Too many new films. Everything needs to be checked, a ton of papers filled out, and a schedule of film screenings drawn up for the future. Not his job, but everyone does it except the cleaners and security guards.After lunch, it began to rain, which caused stormy delight in everyone. Colleagues seemed to miss the vagaries of nature. Ev
***Heavy raindrops landed in Jenny's outstretched hand. She smiled fervently. The rain was hypnotizing. By his very existence, for some reason, he aroused children's delight in almost all the townspeople, as if he was something not of this world. Kenny emerged from the service exit. Relaxed and animated, as if there hadn't been that strange week when he walked, as if lowered into the water. There is fire in the eyes, a hundred thoughts in the head, and in the heart there is a thirst to live here and now. The girl, not noticing anything around, quietly purred under her breath a well-known song:- ... I see the flames in the mountain spurs,I see a flame in the crowns of oaks,I see cry-a-amya, souls in burns,I see the cry-a-amya, the blood of the air,Now will you remember me again?- What, Woman, are you hiding from annoying admirers? Kenny asked mockingly, looking at her outstretched palm towards the rain.Even after the inner demons subsided, he could not understand and share this
In Lakeside, autumn came with a special romantic flair. The trees were slowly painted in bright colors, and luring the locals to arrange more fairs and holidays. The brightest and most colorful day was just around the corner, the costumes for which were ordered from tailors, sewn on their own and expected in all themed shops. House owners selected the brightest and most inviting decorations for facades, and pastry shop managers developed designs for “creepy” desserts.In the cinema, with the change of season, a madhouse has set in, forcing all employees to feel like slaves in a galley. The projectionists and their assistants had the worst of it. On the day of the great fog, which closed the Nightingale City with a dense curtain, from which all the electricity was suddenly turned off for several minutes, there was a massive arrival of new films. The unspoken order became self-evident - to introduce all the new items into the schedule and “roll” all the films until the end of autumn. Th
- Yes, you are evil in the flesh! his brother whispered back.Burying their noses on the table, they laughed out loud. Trisha smiled modestly next to her, feeling like a foreigner next to a brother-sister couple.“Not like the last time you played with us!” Jenny waved her hand when they calmed down a bit and an angry Kenny brought them more drinks. In the meantime, Sarah left the company, heading towards the band, who had finished playing a nice song.“Well, well, proud daughter of Lilith², what other atrocities have you done?” Kenny asked, calming down and settling into his seat with another pint of ale.- You were not with us then, but for me it was the first game. By chance, I got the role of a village beggar sorceress, - Jenny began the story, but her brother interrupted her with laughter.“I’d better tell you, sister likes to downplay her achievements. In short, she managed to learn any random spell of her choice from a wandering mage. As a medicine woman, she invented a cure fo
Everyone was preparing for a trip to the Circus, as for some special event. Kenny squealed that he had to "show off" at the Center, and was furious at the sight of Jenny's favorite wide leg jeans. Even the words of the girl that she needed comfort, and not a pretentious cover, did not calm him down. He briefly changed his anger for mercy at the sight of a delicate silk top, opening and emphasizing the swan neck, chiseled shoulders and graceful figure of the girl. It's amazing how this embodiment of tenderness was found in the wardrobe of Jenny, who puts on skirts purely for role-playing games. An even bigger mystery was how it surprisingly combined with the girl's rough jeans and unfeminine boots."Woman, you're killing me!" I want everything to be beautiful! he howled like a restless ghost until Trisha and Sarah kicked him out of Jenny's room.- To listen to him, so we are not going to the Circus of Freaks, but to the Palace of Versailles! Trisha rolled her eyes, moving her hairbrush
“You know, it’s better to remove the masks from all your loved ones before their true face hurts you!” These are the words of the Masked Man,” the guy remarked philosophically, becoming unexpectedly serious. “Patrick and Michael disappointed, but you girls and Andy pleased. I wanted to see you today in order to understand: what are you like without these false images of good neighbors and sympathetic colleagues. Here in the game you are the True Villain, but here you showed that you are whole inside!- Like a hazelnut? she said skeptically. “Forgive me, but even though I please you with my rejection, I cannot return. You go and watch the show, and I will suffer in the air. I'd rather stand under the stars!- In vain, for dessert there will be the last word of the Man in the Mask, he gives such food for the mind that for the first time I did not even notice how I reached the house. Thoughts did not let go for a second, - Kenny admitted, - about himself, about how we manage our lives. W
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