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Eighth day of the month of the First Thunders

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Rule of the day: "The enemy can deceive and frame, but not betray."

"Stellar Rivers Lot" indicates:

“A leisurely day full of misunderstandings, incidents, surprises.

The best time to correct the mistakes made, because the gods do not interfere: they rest with Ka-Yi. The main thing is not to lose anything, not to miss, not to forget and not to get confused in a series of tasks and duties, remembering that the surprises of fate are not always sweet and pleasant, and you yourself will have to answer for everything.

Antrea, suburb of Neari,

morning watch

From the first time it was impossible to quickly find the gate in the hedge, unceremoniously entwined with lashes of wild roses - I know from my own experience. No, honestly, when Vig invited me to his house, but at the same time asked me to come in “from the back door”, although I was surprised, I decided that it would be up to me. Like any business at seventeen, of course. But when I found myself in front of a thick green wall, from which terry buds stared curiously and mockingly at my confusion ... I calmed down a little and hurried to enlist the help of not only bad self-confidence, but also the brightest that I have. No, not mind. Your hair. Of course, I had to spread my brains, where without it? But the main thing turned out to be quite different.

What are flowers? Plants. Feel the depth? Not? And I didn't feel it right away either. Plants. That which is growing. And animals, fish and people grow, which without any doubt are living beings. What conclusion can be drawn from this premise? Twigs, leaves, flowers and blades of grass are no less alive than we are. So, they know how to memorize and, most importantly, remember. Thanks to the liquid flowing inside them.

Actually, it is on this property of water that my hereditary obligation is based. I am reading. Water. Of course, in a fluid state, it is not able to store any information for more than a day, but this is enough. And if you freeze, you can achieve almost "eternal" storage. As it was explained to me during a long and tedious study, water is one of the most amazing substances in the world. In fact, only it can be liquid in its usual state, harden, becoming ice, and, finally, weightlessly hover between us, turning into steam. And since even the most inept magician knows that the easiest way to hold a spell is in an object with an ordered structure, that is, in a crystal, the ability of water to become so did not go unnoticed. Of course, it’s not enough to notice: you also need to apply the discovered property with benefit. Well, for this, craftsmen were found who ... And they degenerated me into the world. That is, people like me. Reading water.

Although, to be completely sincere and accurate, I read vapors rather than the liquid itself, and quite easily and simply, because I have a suitable reading tool. Hair.

Yes, yes, it is hair, which (just don't be surprised!) Also has a very, very ordered structure. Almost crystalline. And they have the ability to absorb moisture, while darkening and curling curls. Not everyone, of course, but I can swear: many have noticed the described changes in humid air. So, being absorbed into the hair, water vapor becomes available for study. Moreover, depending on the length and method of hair styling (all kinds of pigtails or a multitude of hairpins), it is possible to find out the extremely accurate and complete meaning of the information brought by water without much effort of the mind and strength. If you know how to do it. I can. But, hand on heart, I confess: it would be better if I didn’t know how. Because it is one thing to use this ability for the benefit of the state and its people,

So, I found the gate, using my talents. In other words, sniffed. I will not say only that the roses willingly revealed to me the secret I was looking for; up to that time, I had practiced more on reading those who run on the ground, rather than holding on to it with their roots. I had to seriously get down to business, devoting at least a quarter of an hour to the study of floral aromas. It’s good that there weren’t many passers-by on that street that day, because a guy standing in a column with his eyes closed would certainly have caused surprise in Viger’s neighbors, very close to alarm ...

Each of us has water, and quite a decent amount: I don’t even take into account the blood, which can draw a whole bucket. I'm talking about different water. About the water that is contained in the tissues of our body and comes out, for example, in the form of sweat. Yes, most often when a person sweats, it is felt. Everyone who is around. True, not everyone will noticeably “smell”, especially if they use fragrant ointments and infusions. But the most curious thing: water evaporates from our skin ALWAYS. At any point in time. This means that a whole book hovers around us, each of the pages of which are moments of our life, carefully preserved by water. You just need to be able to read it. But steam can't hang in the air forever, can it? It settles, soaking in ... Whatever it takes. In clothes. In the tapestries hanging on the walls of the room. In ... rose bushes, which we walk by every day. And those (that's because bastards!) And do not think to part with their memory. I had only to distinguish the notes characteristic of Vig in the fragrant breath of flowers, and the desired was found. By the way, as I later guessed, this was one of the small examinations arranged at the insistence of Kallas in order to verify my fitness for service. Of course, no one directly confessed, but it was stupid to be offended in hindsight. And for the future (so as not to waste any more energy in vain), I simply remembered the number of steps from the corner to the gate. in order to ascertain my fitness for service. Of course, no one directly confessed, but it was stupid to be offended in hindsight. And for the future (so as not to waste any more energy in vain), I simply remembered the number of steps from the corner to the gate. in order to ascertain my fitness for service. Of course, no one directly confessed, but it was stupid to be offended in hindsight. And for the future (so as not to waste any more energy in vain), I simply remembered the number of steps from the corner to the gate.