When Akjan finished his story, Ewin's horse suddenly neighed in fear and began to jerk to free his reins. David stood up slightly as shapes appeared around them in the darkening forest. The horse reared and twisted, screaming.“Silence the horse,” Akjan said. "They didn't come for him, they won't hurt him, they won't hurt you either." Ewin held up his wand, Akjan said, "It won't be necessary." As if the humans were not there, the horses walked towards the fire and lay down among the humans. In the darkness among the trees, the light of the fire reflected from the eyes of more wolves on all sides. As Ewin raised his wand, Akjan said, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, they're friends," Ewin said that the four wolves were looking at him. He lowered his staff. He slowly sat down. David followed suit. The horse had stopped yelling and rearing. Instead, he stood trembling and fidgeting to keep all the wolves in sight, occasionally kicking to show the wolves. The wolves waited comfortably,
According to an ancient legend, Tonka, the holy magician of the Kutsk people, one of the Ice peoples, has been ostracized by her people with her strange movements and spells since she became a magician. One day, he presents a Vora to Igan, one of the two warriors of the Qazaktar people, who came to visit the people of Kutsk. After that day, Igan's life changes. Igan suspects that Tonka is casting a spell on him and decides to kill Tonka to get rid of it. He ends himself while trying to kill Tonka. Tonka, who wants to save Igan, casts a forbidden spell and cannot turn it back. Changing the balance of nature, Tonka will cause the disaster of all the Ice people. Min and Tin, who were sent to earth to punish Tonka, fail to do so and are condemned to live on earth. After that day, Tonka was never seen again. The remnants of the ice people are condemned to a cursed life.As time passed, these ancient stories were spread by word of mouth by the Ice peoples who still live. This day becomes kn
The air here was always freezing to the bone; but today was colder than usual. Although the people of Kutsk resisted, this weather was more than they could bear. They had known for a long time that strange things were happening. But in their tents, they could do nothing but wrap themselves in their furs. After a while, the earth began to shake. A dazzling blue beam of light appeared in the sky. Beams of blue light were seeping through the doors of the Kutsk people's tents and gleaming the speck of ice suspended in the air, as if it had blinded them. How long the light shone no one knew. The whole world seemed frozen as the light descended into the sky. A second, a minute, or a century.Time passed and the light disappeared in the same way as it suddenly appeared in the sky.Tonka swirled around her tent, surrounded by the skulls of all kinds of creatures. The aging walls of the tent were soiled with black spots in places. Limbs of dead bodies hung from the ceiling: a human finger, a
Tonka struggled to keep her balance as the ground under her feet swelled as if it wanted to swallow her. Her black hair was distorted and messy from the horror he experienced. Her pale white fur was stained with bloodstains on the floor. For a moment, her hand went to the necklace, which consisted of a pale pink stone wrapped in a hoop around her neck. The stone radiated light at his touch. This light was quite weak compared to the blue light that filled the tent and quickly faded away. The ground shook and trembled again. An invisible wave came and crashed into Tonka's chest. Tonka scorched with pain and let out a scream. This scream came from very deep and he couldn't stop him. The fire of pain had penetrated to his bones. It collapsed backwards. The stone he used to start the fire in the middle of the floor crashed into the height and fell to the ground. Her head hit a stone. He writhed helplessly in pain. Her heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest. She writhed on th
Two horsemen were coming on the snowy forest road. Although spring had already come, the snow had not yet melted. The wind was blowing like ice. The breeze had glued the fur of one of the horsemen further into his back. The wind seemed to howl for a moment. There was an unusually heavy silence around. Despite the arrival of spring, there was not a single greenery except for the trees that did not shed their leaves during the winter. Where the trees were thicker, puddles of snow covered the ground. Igan touched his arrow, thinking he heard a little stir in the silence. This was the hardest winter, according to the elders.Even wolves in the mountains were beginning to appear on the plains by the riverbanks. Judging by the deer carcasses along the way, the wolves had already spotted the stray deer. A few people they met on the way said that wolves even attacked herds of horses from hunger and warned them to be careful. The horsemen crossed the snowy roads at full speed. They had been on
The door to the room slammed shut behind the white-haired woman. The woman turned and stared at the door. Her slender shoulders made her appear taller than she was. On her dress, strange shapes of various sizes formed colorful piles on the floor. “Acuz,” Mayda whispered, looking excited. The white-haired woman turned quickly, her long skirts waving. There was not the slightest line on her face to indicate that he was having a hard time.She was holding a long pointed staff. Her tomato-colored eyes, which were just starting to mature, looked like they were piercing through. Her eyebrows, which stood like a puddle of white bushes just above her eyes, softened her lofty look a little. Tamir was stuck in her eyes after examining her from head to toe. Almost everyone in this country had dark eyes. Apart from Tamir, his family's eyes were also dark and slanted. With his straw-blond hair and ice-grey eyes, Tamir seemed to be shouting that he was a foreigner in this country. The woman said, "W
While Yelis and David were passing the first barrel through the middle of the bar, Rick was sipping one of David's wines in a glass. The bar's yellow cat, Moose, was slumped on the chair with his eyes closed and his tail wrapped around his feet. A man was standing in front of the big fireplace in the corner, looking across at Yelis and David, who were carrying barrels. The man touched a polished tin can he always carried. The bar was almost empty except for David, Yelis, the bartender, and the man by the fireplace.At that moment, two large men entered. They headed straight for the man in front of the fireplace. He glanced at the bartender as the men entered. But the man who had been standing by the fireplace from the very beginning did more than take a glance and caught David's arm, who had passed him and was heading for the door. A long black leather jacket he wore highlighted the heavy muscles in his arms. His head was covered with a hood, as if he wanted to hide his face. David fro
“We couldn't find them, we have to go back now,” Artam said, looking troubled as darkness began to fall on the mountain. “They must be dead already” “Does it scare you?” 'Tam asked. He had a vaguely mocking expression on his face. Artam gave him a murderous look. “He is weak, he is weak.” said. “We don't have anything to do with Gluttons or Wretches.” Artam looked quite nervous. "Did they really come?" she asked in a whisper. Artam must have felt what Tamir. felt.Tamir looked up at the sky as if the fog that had settled on the dark mountain was of no interest to him. Artam had already judged that the fog descending on the mountain was the cause of arrivals.It is as if Tamir had read Artam mind, "There's always fog on the mountain at this time of day." He could taste the tension in Artam's eyes, hidden under the hood of his black cloak. In fact, Tamir also shared Artam's uneasiness. He was in Kars for years. When he first came to Kars, all the stories he had heard about Tonka and the I