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You just need a rope and a higher branch. Are you growing your hair out for this? Something has not been cut for a long time. He became almost indistinguishable from his sister.And what's with her? Don't tell me you've completely forgotten her pretty face. Was it she who warned the foolish boy not to stick his nose into a hole from which he could not pull it out? What a sad tale. Drink it to me.You are sitting here like a greedy pirate with a whole chest of gold coins on a desert island, and you can only stare at them, put pieces of iron in your mouth, suck and lick them, throw yourself at seagulls. Yes, they are round and cool. Imagine what you can do with them if ... Here they are useless, you can at least throw them into the sea, and watch how they sink one coin after another, gleaming in the sun. Maybe it will even be better for you: your suffering will end a little faster, and you will immediately accept your fate.And your fate is a rope and a branch in a grove. Move faster, s
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Sareth climbed upstairs literally crawling. Having rounded several houses, I ran under a high arch, behind which a narrow path rose like a snake uphill, closer to the towers, surrounded on both sides by fortress battlements. The unlucky cat also headed there, as if into a trap; Sareth also had to trudge there.The ground beneath their feet was already shaking, as if a real earthquake was about to begin.The kitten ran upstairs, and it seemed that nothing could stop him. Sareth raced in long leaps, leaving all weariness and pain behind his jingling heels. It is terrible to say what he will do with this stupid animal when he does get to him.The path ran into another arch, longer and more massive than the previous one. There was a hole between the stones where an iron grate should have been, but now there was no trace of it. The walls were hidden by an impenetrable shadow, Sareth flew over this section without stopping, and found himself on a stone platform, from which the entire plenti
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The first voice that broke through the storm of silence was Asa's:"It's a witch's stone!" he shouted. The crowd, with bated breath, turned to what turned out to be capable of returning the meaning of existence to it. Asa held a black stone with a red dot in the middle in his fingers. The core burned like it had never burned before.“She is no d'hanka. It's a witch! Khalsa warmed the witch!D'ahger whirled around, facing his c'hul like a child facing adults who had caught him over a strangled kitten.- No! he shouted. - No! You remember yourself, you heard her speak! How accurate were her words! She saw the future and worked miracles! I told you that you should not torment her for any reason, but you! You! You killed her! The D'ahs will remember this!The people made a noise, aroused their indignation. But somehow timidly at first, but the hubbub gradually got stronger, became threatening and stronger. Khalsa rushed at full speed to Ada and began to beat her on the cheeks, but in vain
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“As you know,” the interlocutor nodded. “And it’s better not to refuse names, Pied Piper. In the North, in general, names are given for a causeand not for beautiful eyes. The boy grew up, learned to walk tolerably and move his tongue - if you please, demonstrate what you are good for. You probably don't speak their dialect very well and don't know what the names of rok'hee mean? Here is your friend Musa. He was small, he liked to wander through the forests alone, and he encouraged his friends to be heroic. How many times his father tore the skin from him for such tricks, but he is still there. He killed one silly boy with his pranks, but it's a long and gloomy story. "Musa" means "rebellious" in the older Rok'hi language. That's what his father called him when he was wagging a twig on his ass, almost every evening. Now I see old Barik: he walks with his nose up, proud of his Harger.He pulled the sack around the corner and began to rummage through it. Vegetables, bread, cheese rolled
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A scarlet tablecloth floated in front of her. And even when Vikta blinked, she didn't disappear, it only got worse and brighter, clearer and scarier. It was blood that could not be washed away, like three eyes that were inflamed with tears. They were broken bodies that were devoured alive, and those who ate them laughed at their pleas and cries of horror. She could still see the face of that psoglavka whose hand she had never been able to touch. And the child that the nitsiri carried for so long through the forest and snow, lying on the ground like an abandoned log. Did she think the bag yelped when the female rok'hee dropped it to the ground, or was it just her frayed nerves playing tricks?She took out a pebble and brought it closer to her eyes. I didn’t see anything, blackness inside, blackness around. She had no doubt that the artifact was dead, and her eyes did not deceive her.Well, let. Think about it. Catch another wormhole. They are in the Forest, like roosters at the fair. E
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“Then where?” Victa asked helplessly, but the khamer silently continued to drag her further and further. She couldn't stop and almost ran after him. Where she got the strength to do this, she herself did not understand. But soon the wind whistled in her ears, and the invisible walls rushed around with some frightening speed. Vikta jerked her hand back with a squeak when her finger flew into some kind of cobblestone.“Don’t spread your arms, kralechka,” her companion chuckled. “And then you lose them.Vikta pressed her hand to her chest and tried not to think about what was happening around and how the khamer was moving so fast with her, and even in complete darkness. Soon their footsteps echoed with increasing intensity, and Nitsiri felt the space grow and grow above her head. It was no longer a narrow hole in which she came to herself after a terrible night. Although Vikta was like a blind woman in this kingdom of eternal darkness, the cold air and flying sounds from the ceiling told
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Vikta, beside herself with a sudden surge of fear, pressed herself into his skin and thought that she would not be able to stay on her back after his first jump. But, flattened on his back, she did not move back an inch, but to make sure, she squeezed her coarse hair even tighter in her hands. Feeling the work of huge, iron muscles with her whole body, Nitsiri involuntarily imagined what her new acquaintance was like and shuddered. No, Akai, if it was him, was definitely not human. Something four-legged and hairy was running under her.Before she even had time to marvel that, it turns out, just huge spaces were dug underground, hidden by eternal darkness, as their sudden run began to slow down and very soon her guide froze in place.“Get down, we’ve arrived,” the monster said under her in Akai’s voice. Vikta obeyed - blindly lowered her legs and tried to find support under her, but her toe met only with emptiness. Then she gently slid over his skin, but the feet of the earth did not w
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The man seems to was unconscious and had a fever. Nitsiri touched her hair. They were soft and vaguely reminiscent of her, but then another discovery pricked her wrist - they stretched almost to her shoulders. Too long. Something, but hair can't grow that fast. She remembered that her brother wore a haircut just below the temples, and these were more like dog-headed hair. However, the facial features were correct and Vikta, running her fingers over his eyes and nose, imagined the familiar oval of the face, but everyone doubted whether this was a hoax, or a stupid joke? Knowing the nature of the underground inhabitants, they will begin to throw a stranger at her and quietly make fun of him, and then pounce and swallow when they get tired. Too long. Something, but hair can't grow that fast. She remembered that her brother wore a haircut just below the temples, and these were more like dog-headed hair. However, the facial features were correct and Vikta, running her fingers over his ey