Tamir disappeared in a swim of blue light. When he opened his eyes, the forest around him and the cold that was burning him had disappeared. He was lying on the wooden floor of a house. A woman with her long braid on her right shoulder hurried to the door of the wooden house. As the woman walked, a sound came from the wooden floor. Tamir moved to stay off the ground, but failed to do so. As she made her way to the door, she looked back and said hesitantly to someone standing in the shadows, "One of the neighbors." “She might want to borrow some groceries…” A young girl with straw-blond hair reaching her waist gently placed the bowls on the table and slowly walked away. The residents of the house seemed unaware of Tamir's presence. “I don't think so—” another man in the room said to the woman heading for the door, and his hand touched the hilt of his sword. The figures of two white snakes entwined on the hilt glowed faintly. The woman approached the door when it exploded open, parts of the iron lock of the door swirling on the floor. Standing in front of the door was a figure larger than any creature Tamir had ever seen. One hand gripped a heavy weapon like a scythe. When the young girl saw this figure, she was horrified and screamed. The man with the white snake-embossed hilt drew his sword and swung it toward the creature. The creature roared. Coming out of the shadows, the person holding a blue stone in his hand showed the ring to the creature at the door. The creature let out a partially painful cry. The man with the ring shouted at the young girl as the huge figure took a step or two back. "Run" Just as the young girl was about to start running, she saw Tamir lying on the ground. The man saw for the second time, "What are you waiting for, Run!" Yell. The girl took one last glance at Tamir, then dashed out of the room toward the back of the house. The gigantic creature at the door also started running with the girl. Tamir passed out in a blue glow again.
“Shadows,” he said to himself. “Just shadows.” His mouth was dry. The wood in Tamir's room shattered like thunder. Tamir couldn't make out much in the dark, shadowy shapes entered the room. Tamir had no idea where he was now after what he had just seen. "Outside!" A metallic sound was heard. Tamir was watching what was going on in the midst of a dark cold. The girl just now was speeding away from the wooden hut. Shouts could be heard from inside the hut in a language that Tamir did not know. The glass of the hut's window crashed to the floor loudly and sharply. Tamir just watched the running girl without looking in the direction of the noise. Shadowy shapes flickered on the white ground in the moonlight, and the clash of steel against steel resounded in the darkness. Tamir took a deep, ragged breath and shouted as loudly as he could. "They're coming from behind!" The words came out wheezing, but at least they did. The girl turned around and looked over to Tamir in the direction the voice had come from. The girl could see him. The monster looked in the direction the girl was looking at. Tamir made eye contact with the monster and started running towards Tamir, leaving behind the Girl. When Tamir saw the monster running towards him, he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time: fear. And he plunged into the forest behind him.
The trees that surrounded Tamir gave him some consolation. Whatever this creature was, he could see it. The trees were helping to hide him from this creature. Shadows began to appear to Tamir as if they were moving in the darkness of the forest, shifting in the moonlight. He could hear the monster's metallic growls as he hid among the trees. A wolf's howl filled the night. Tamir flinched as a cold wind swirled the branches like a ghost. Tamir moved slowly among the trees. He could see the monster a little behind the trees. The ground shook under Tamir's feet as the beast turned its head towards him. The blue light reappeared, throwing Tamir elsewhere, away from the Beast. Repair fell on his hands and knees. With an agile movement, Tamir got up from where he had fallen and started running.He stopped and crawled from tree to tree, trying to come up with a plan. Tamir wondered if the monster was following him. If he had stopped following her, he could have found her and asked what was going on. If it's still in the middle… Tamir didn't like it. He looked towards the hut. He saw only dark shapes in the moonlight.
Tamir shivered when he heard another wolf howl from the forest. After running for a while, he came to a tree, and when he was sure that the monster was no longer following him, he sat back with a deep sigh. "Where was he? What the hell was that monster, and how did he see it?" Tamir thought these things over. Tamir sensed that something was coming toward him through the trees. His emotions were not as sharp here as before. He felt his sword with his hand, but it wasn't there. Tamir focused on what was approaching him through the trees, ready to strike at any moment. The footsteps came a little closer. and he saw him. A cute little lynx. He just stood there a few paces away. Tamir couldn't tell if he was dangerous. The lynx came a little closer to him and when he stopped in front of him, Tamir hesitantly touched the lynx's face and Tamir was thrown backwards. He tried to touch it, but couldn't.
When the light disappeared, David and Ewin rushed over to Yelis, who was lying on the ground. David squatted down beside Yelis, who was lying on the ground, hastily searching her body for something bad, but all she could find was a slight cut on her forehead. While small, that single cut could have been serious enough. Yelis' body was warm. They took Yelis in their arms and left with Ewin.Aunt Abigial tried to be polite as she dressed Yelis, but soft groans interrupted Yelis's low mutter nonetheless. Yelis had been lying unconscious for days after that incident. He had a constant fever, the reason for which he did not understand on the third. Aunt Abigial looked at Yelis' fever again. Such a fire could easily kill a person, but Yelis was still struggling. After wetting a cloth again, he placed it on Yelis's forehead. A doorbell was heard. It was David and Ewin. David: “How is she doing?” ' asked Aunt Abigial. Abigial was unhappy. “Same,” he said.Ewin's spell would keep those men awa
Ewin gripped the hilt of the stick in his hand. Everyone concentrated on the direction the light was coming from. Shadows waving eastward were trying to break through the firewall. The shadows gradually transformed him into a horse and rider with tall bulky shapes behind him. Ewin knew what these shapes were. The moonlight had revealed the rider's hooded cloak. Between the Shadows and Ewin and the others was just a magical firewall. All the shapes were black in the night. The sound of a horse's hooves…. Ewin recognized that voice.Behind the black cavalry, the horned figures appeared in double rows, as if obeying the black cavalry. The sounds of boots hitting the ground sounded like a nightmare. Ewin counted nearly twenty horned shadows running left and right through the firewall. The black cavalry stood motionless, and suddenly raised his staff and attacked the firewall. Ewin could feel the pressure exerted on the wall. He lowered his cavalry staff to the ground, vanishing westward i
The road to the Black Lake was quite long. It felt like weeks had passed since dinner with David and Abigial, as if it had been days for Ewin since he had seen the black horseman. He could no longer feel anything but numbness on his shoulders carrying Yelis's stretcher. David had been quiet for a while. Ewin wasn't sure how long it had been since the murmurs had ceased. Reaching the black lake was their only hope. They tiredly tried to increase their speed, but their legs were moving slowly.Ewin finally fell to his knees. He checked Yelis' covers, tiredly. Yelis's breathing was regular. "What if they come back?" he said coldly."The wheel of fate turns as it pleases," said Aunt Abigial uneasily. “If they come back…We'll gather our strength and stop them,” he said, and sighed, his face loosening as he bent his back. Ewin realized for the first time that Abigial was as frightened as he was, if not more. Uras nodded and looked at the firewall. "We'll get over it," Ewin said, encouragingl
“It's a beautiful weapon you're wearing,” David asked Uras. Uras looked at David for a moment."I didn't think I'd find a brute-marked sword in a place like this," said David.“It belonged to my father.” Uras looked at his sword, the hilt visible at the end of his cloak; He turned his eyes to Bilge's house. “They took it a long time ago,” he said. "It's strange that they've been taking the Ice people for thousands of years, but they've never touched the Burkut bearers," David said.Uras avoided looking sideways from David. He didn't want to talk to a stranger about his sword. Still, he felt he had to say something. "It might not always work to carry a sword with the Bürküt mark. I didn't even know he had it until recently, anyway."David nodded to her. “It might work. It wasn't always like this.” David touched the symbol on the sword on Uras' waist. A two-headed eagle." Sacred once among the ice peoples of Bürkut. Another symbol of the Lakeside. This sword must have met your father by
Ewin's gaze fell on the Sage's house. The beam of blue light reflected from the Sage's house was reflected outside. These thoughts in Uras' mind disappeared. David's face was less red than it had been. He jumped when Ewin grabbed his arm. When the blue light finally disappeared, Sage left his house. With heavy steps, he walked towards the Black Lake. The people of the black lake were following him. When he dipped the ram's horn object into the waters of the Black lake, a bright light was reflected and soon dyed the lake dark again.The Sage nodded and sighed as Ewin came near the Sage. "Not yet. I hope not yet. There's a blemish. A wound that won't heal unaided will cause deadly fevers, I've eased the pain, but you won't leave him alone." The sage's words were half request, half command. "I won't leave him alone, I won't," Ewin agreed simply. “I am very tired, Bilge, and I haven't had a chance to rest since last night,” said Bilge assent and walked away from Ewin.A woman wearing a dr
Artam looked in horror at the snowy hills that surrounded him. This was not just a place where spring came late; Spring has never been here and never will. There was nothing but ice on the cold earth crackling under his boots. He sprinted past rocks that were twice his height.The sun was hotter than the hottest day of summer, and bright enough to burn his eyes, with the timing sharp black and silver clouds coming and standing in front of him. Despite the sun, the air was tearing through the skin like a sharp knife.Artam often looked over his shoulder as he ran, but could not see the pursuers. Only the desolate hills and the jagged black shadow…, Even though he couldn't see the shadows, he could hear the howls behind him, the metallic rumblings coming from his throat. Arqs were approaching, and Artam's strength was nearly exhausted.In a desperate haste, Snowman climbed a hill, then fell to his knees, groaning. Below, a thousand-meter chasm stretched out into a vast canyon. Steamy mi
“Noooo!” he screamed… and gasped as she gasped. Artam stood up. He stood near the snow-capped River. They smiled at each other with the figure. The figure was friendly. Artam filled his eyes when he saw the figure’s friendly smile. Tamir… was there. “Right from here.” We have to go and get inside the ring.” The black cloak that protected Artam's naked body fluttered slightly.Artam was moving more slowly than Tamir with his giant size. Tamir was floating on the snow. “What happened there?” Artam asked. Tamir told him about the shadows and the name of the woman he had seen. “I was in the middle of a city, Artam, when I touched him. I crossed a bridge, entered a city through huge gates set in high, pristine walls. It was a wonderland where every building was like a palace. A city hidden in the mountains. It was not stone, brick and tile. I could smell the scents; the scents of pungent spices, wonderful food, and countless flowers. There in the middle of the city was a round building, a
A single lantern cast a dim light in the half-closed room. Uras jumped from his seat with a rustle of straw, his back against a partition door, as David, Ewin, and the sage walked through the backyard doors of the white house. He pulled his sword from its sheath, but when he saw what was coming, he put it back. As if keeping his word, he hurried to where the five horses were tied, reined, and saddled behind the pool of light. two black stallions and two white mares were waiting there. Ewin hastily examined the girth straps and the leather ties that held the saddlebags, waterskins, and blanket rolls. Everything was just as requested, it was enough for this long road. David smiled shakily and tried to look like he was genuinely eager to go.Ewin noticed the sword at Uras' waist for the first time and pointed at it. “You will be the Warden and protect the girl” then she gave David a quick glance. His words sounded more like orders than requests. Uras grinned forcefully. He raised his swo