"Shut up, you bastard!" I see that you can barely stand on your feet, and look to the d'ahs yourself go. Go get some water and don't get in the way! she ordered.Kres did not need to be asked twice - he was already rushing with all his might to the river with buckets. Outside, he was greeted with a frightened squeal by the children who came to say goodbye to their grandfather. Sosha and Alka wept bitterly, Vassa tried to look stern, although his eyes were wet. The rest of the company, led by Ieassa, froze a little further away, their eyes wide open to the limits allowed by nature. From one look at the new inhabitant of the Skin House, a couple of guys immediately took to their heels, the rest were simply nailed to the place out of fear. When Cres, swearing to himself with the very last words, returned with full buckets of water, the kids were already helping Kisha with Ada.“If only I knew what… I would have brought…” Kisha muttered, wringing out a rag and laying it on Ada’s forehead.
“You now have the hard part of tending to my father until he expires and appears before the d'ahs. He himself persuaded me to take him to this kennel, where there is only a place for ghosts. We don't have a house anymore, thanks to the rats. I am glad that he will not die alone and that the Khamers will not get to him, otherwise he would have to be tied to a tree in general, as in the old days. Properly guide him to the Path when the time comes. For the time being, I will do my best to ensure that none of the hottest heads are dragged here for your precious tail, while some will prepare for the duel, while others will see off the dead and restore what the rats destroyed last night.- Leshy and I sat in ambush all night. Many dead?I don't know, I didn't think so. But there will be even more... Oh, in a lousy time, we decided to change d'ahger, and, I feel, this will come out to us in pain, blood and death. This is the stone that this one of yours was talking about ... how is it, bitch
But Malga spat again and wandered after his friend. Keisha followed him with a stern look and went to the doors of the Skin House.Kres lifted his grandfather with some difficulty and tried to take him inside, but Barik did not give in:“Look at the dogs, how quickly they change kennels,” he complained, sitting back on the bench. - Even yesterday, with Musa from one brother, they drank honey! Today there, tomorrow here, where it smells better. They will sell their own mother, only to be smeared with fatter. Ugh!Kisha and the kids were sorting out something in the hut.- Asked for it - do not interfere. Go to the yard, to the grandfather.- What are you doing? Kres asked as the door closed behind the children.- Don't you see? - threw Kisha, sorting out her belongings and changing linen. - I don’t want my grandfather to die of hunger here and bathe in shit. Let him die in peace here.Silently she shoved a pouch into his hands.“You forgot,” she grumbled.Cres opened it and found what
- Naturally, he's a Harger. I'm pretty sure he'll try his luck too. Well, after either Asa or Khalsa stained the weapon with blood. Then the next one will take over. One of them will be Musa, I give a tooth.- What if he loses?- Then ... - Goblin was distracted. “The new d'ahger will slaughter his entire family so that some Vassa, when he grows up, does not think to take revenge on him. They will definitely kill you, do not hesitate, you are like a thorn in their eye, and your beloved will be taken away. I heard that Malgas Golgoi had already been here while I was gone: they came and looked at what and how, in order to come later and do the job. So you can wait for guests in the evening, and I went.- Listen. I can't go anywhere until she regains consciousness, and I can't be sure she's okay.“Well, then you’d better go to the show so that you at least know whose guys you have to fend off. Do not be afraid, on this day they are strict - hands must be clean before sunset, so if you st
Akai left them almost at the exit. Victa hooted as the weight of a heavy body rested on her frail shoulders. She clenched her teeth and tried to take a step, and flopped to the ground.“What a clumsy you are, Vikta. - Complained her escort. “Better drag him by the armpits.” It's too heavy for you to carry in your arms.Vikta, puffing from the effort, did as the underground inhabitant advised. In the same way, she once dragged the dead Apol out of the cave in order to give the Khamer for the profit. There was still nothing to be seen around, but she felt that gradually her eyes began to pick out separate outlines from the environment. Akai was here too, although she couldn't see anything clear beyond a vague black spot. And only once in the emerging light two menacing eyes seemed to flash."Don't get distracted and don't look at me," he advised her. Vikta immediately lowered her eyes to the ground, and continued to drag the man to the surface. Akai didn't say another word, didn't even
“I remember the darkness,” Sareth was saying. “And some prickly creatures. I remember how they purred contentedly and pinched me painfully, as if I were a calf that they go to slaughter. Abomination - I do not want to remember! I know you might think I'm crazy..."No, I don't think so," she cut him off. - This is true. The Khamer saved you."Saved" and "Khamers" in one sentence. She couldn't help but smile bitterly.- The ones that Ryzhek spoke about ? Looks like Les is really a wonderful place.“I'm already fed up with these miracles of his,” Vikta turned away. “We were supposed to spend a week here at the most and return home, and everything stretched out almost ... Senches knows how long! And the end of all this promises to be not at all happy, as in your stupid fairy tales. Well, that's why, it happened to you? Where did you go, fool? What have you achieved?“I don’t know,” Sareth grimaced, as if from a headache. - I haven't checked yet.– Yes, what are you talking about? Vikta ex
The pebble rolled across her palm like an apple on a saucer. His eye beckoned and frightened at the same time. A light yellowish glow emanated from it, and if it becomes even brighter, then you can naturally fall into it and get stuck there forever.Give him blood to drink and urgently! If they don't hurry, then Sareth's torment in Barandarud will go down the drain.“Mine was better,” Vikta said, handing it back to her brother. She grimaced and said it more out of spite. Her ears were stuffed and for a moment the light faded in her eyes, as soon as the little thing fell into her hands. It was just breathtaking. Brother's Philosopher's Stone was strong. Very strong.Sareth didn't answer, didn't even raise his head, didn't make a single move to take his jewel."He's yours," he replied, poking his wand at the fire.Victa thought she had misheard.“Take it,” she said, handing him the stone.Is he yours, deaf or what? he muttered.- Like this? she couldn't believe her ears. - I already loo
The sun was looming in the pre-morning haze and slightly outlined the black refs, slightly powdered with snow, and people were already flocking to the top of the Heart-House, heading straight for the temple, where preparations for the sacred duel were already in full swing. The people lined up along the edges of the sand circle, right under the wooden faces of the d'ahs, carefully watching each villager. When Vassa and his family climbed to the upper platform and stood directly under a huge statue with a bear's head, snowflakes were flying in the air, it was fresh and quiet. The cub shuddered and began to rub his palms. The day promised clear and frosty.My father closed his eyes and whispered something silently. Prayed, I guess. Noticing the attentive look of his son, Musa smiled and tousled his hair. The mother whispered something to the father, and the smile instantly faded from his face.“I told him not to twist the tail,” muttered Musa. “But he never leaves the d'hanka.It only m