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 frowned as he grabbed the man's arm and gave him a stern look. The man holding David's arm looked at the two large men entering. Adam let go of David's arm as the men nodded in agreement. Meanwhile, Yelis, who had placed the last barrel, had witnessed the tension between David and the men. As soon as David freed his arm from the man, he grabbed Yelis's arm, dragged him towards the door at the back of the bar, and hurried forward, ignoring Yelis' objections. David finally paused as Yelis staggered slightly, struggling to keep up with David's hasty steps. “What's going on, David?” she asked.“I almost fell to the ground…” she said. David glanced down the hallway over Yelis's shoulder. "I think I was hungry, your Aunt Abigial has already set the table. I can already smell the bread she's baking." As David said this, his stomach rumbled embarrassingly. Yelis heard this and smiled at him and touched his arm lightly, but David wanted to leave as soon as possible. After taking one last look at the corridor, the two of them left.
Aunt Abigial opened the door. Seeing Aunt Abigial David and Yelis, a slender woman with a thick, gray braid over one shoulder, she smiled at them with maternal warmth. "Just in time, I was baking honey cake." Yelis and David entered the living room. There was the smell of freshly baked bread. When Aunt Abigial invited them to the table, no sound was heard other than the rubbing of chairs in the hall. Aunt Abigial was the best cook in town, and David's favorite dishes were on the table. That evening, however, David did not touch any food other than soup. He was very thoughtful throughout the entire meal. Aunt Abigial went to the kitchen after the meal was finished and came back with a plate in her hand. “Honey cakes,” Yelis said, smacking her lips. “Finally,” he said. Turning to Aunt Abigial David, "My dear husband," David looked at her absentmindedly and smiled. "I don't have much of an appetite these days, my dear wife," he said. Abigial “My husband are you sick?” ' he asked exaggeratedly. David reached out and kissed Aunt Abigial's cheek. After the meal was over, Yelis withdrew to her room. David and Abigial went down to the basement.
A lamp hung above the basement stairs, and another lamp formed a bright pool in the stone-walled room in the basement. Along the walls and along the floor were wooden shelves of cognac and cider, and larger beer and wine barrels. Most of the wine barrels were marked with chalk. Abigial was helping them as David stacked the bottles on the floor. "What's going on, David?" said Abigial. "Actually nothing…" After a pause, David said, “I saw some guys at the bar today.” Abigial laughed, "Some of the guys you see every day that's keeping you from eating? ” David frowned. "If I were you, I would be more worried about Yelis than my lack of appetite." David's expression said it wasn't funny. David was speaking in a low voice now. “Those guys were not ordinary. I felt it." Abigial sighed, “You and your feelings, nothing is going to happen. Like it hasn't been for hundreds of years. Besides, they wouldn't be here right now, right?" David nodded. Abigial might be right, David might be worried for nothing. After David had placed the last two bottles in place, they both returned to the aisle to find warm honey muffins filling the hall with their sweet aroma.
In the morning, Yelis found David wiping the crumbs from her mouth. “Cheerful today as always,” said Yelis at this time, when she heard voices coming from the stairs. Ewin was smiling at them, his plump face radiant, right next to the stairs leading down to the cellar. When Yelis saw him, he threw himself on his neck with joy. "Ewin I haven't seen you in a long time." As Ewin and Yelis broke apart, David shot them a glance. Abigial was seen from the kitchen with some fragrant cookies in her hand. When Yelis left home to meet friend after eating her cookies with joy, the three of them were left alone.
As soon as Yelis left, David began to speak. “Ewin, I saw strange men at the bar yesterday, and I had a strange feeling when someone grabbed my arm. ” Abigial waved her hand as if to chase something away then said “David and his feelings.” After Ewin adjusted his glasses, “Abigial, I've been hearing some gossip for a long time too.” Abigial and David looked at each other in surprise, then both spoke at the same time: "What gossip?" they asked. "Something is happening in the east." He immediately added, "They saw a sign?" Ewin glanced uncertainly from one to the other. “They couldn't see his face, but in the east, they saw someone or something, he had eyes bluer than the sky, ten times stronger than anyone in the old stories.” Ewin looked at David, who had both hands on his head and his eyes tightly closed. "That's just what I heard," Ewin muttered. “Before you exiled me—” David gave Ewin a sharp look. Ewin added, "They're going east, that's what I heard." he continued: “And they, the Black cavalry, have been seen. Some who saw them said they had never seen such tall and graceful horses before.” "In the stories they are called servants of the Sky god," Ewin continued. "Anyway, if they were here, they would have found you and Yelis long ago." David just shook his head. Except for humans, foreigners never came to this town. David and Abigial had made this town safe. Maybe to the Southern woods, but they hadn't been to town in years. It had been almost more than a century since a true servant had appeared around here. David: “Those guys weren't from around here. But I'm not sure they're human either." Ewin "David, they're going East, Tonka's lineage is going east." Abigial interrupted, "What's going on, Ewin?" Ewin looked at the two of them in turn. Ewin was cut short when something crashed against the glass just as he opened his mouth. All three were startled. The glass was painted red. At that moment, something began to bang on the glass one after the other. They looked at each other in surprise. David “Have you ever come across a flock of birds doing something like this?” With a shrill cry, the raven hurled itself violently into the air, two black feathers floating down. Yelis startled, she watched the bird fly fast over town, beyond the Southern Woods, toward the high cloud-top Mist Mountains. Yelis's gaze fell on the man next to him. He too had been watching the raven's flight, but now he was back and his eyes met hers. He could only look. There was maturity in the man's large, dark eyes. For a moment, Yelis thought that the man's eyes were black pits that wanted to engulf her. She felt awkward and stumbled. Yelis could barely reach the man's chest. The man was completely unlike anyone he had ever seen before. His wide hoodie framed his face and dark hair.The long jacket he wore was sky blue, the edges were embroidered with thick silver, and on his back was a figure of two white snakes entwined. It shimmered faintly as he moved. A silver necklace hung around her neck, and in her hand was a small, sparkling blue stone with a silver ring that shone. A wide belt of silver woven fabric surrounded her waist. Yelis remembered seeing this man at the bar before. After taking a quick glance, the man turned his gaze to the people preparing for the festival. Bustle and childish shouts filled the side streets. Today everything was as it should be.
As Yelis continued to stand beside the man, she saw Bella waving at him from across the street. The man looked at Yelis, and then at Bella across the street, and then back at him. A bare fold appeared on the corners of her mouth when Yelis saw Bella. It was the kind of smile that resembled the joy of seeing a friend. The man was still standing when Bella crossed the road and stopped next to Yelis. "You know, I may have little chores to do at Tom's from time to time," Bella said. They both chuckled. Yelis said, "Maybe Tom is inventing these little chores just because you want to help him." They both chuckled again."There," said Bella, opening her tightly closed palm. "There's a lot of money here," said Yelis happily when she saw this. Yelis had taken some pocket money from David when she left the house this morning. Bella “Come on, it's our right to have some fun then.” Bella shot a glance at the oddly dressed man standing next to them. While they were both going to get away from there, the man suddenly grabbed Yelis's wrist. Elise gave him an angry look. The man continued to hold her wrist, ignoring this look. After a while, the man let go of Yelis's wrist. When Yelis and the man met eyes, he saw that the man's eye had turned gray. As soon as he saw this, he took a step backwards, staggering. Bella looked as if she was frozen. When Yelis had a chance to look around, she realized that not only Bella but everything around her was frozen.The man stood motionless, still with his gray eyes. As far as Yelis's voice could come out, "Who are you? ” she could say, suddenly wishing she hadn't asked the question, though she didn't know why, she had a bad feeling. For a moment, her gaze shifted to the man's wrist. The same symbol on the man's wrist on his jacket; Two white snakes, entwined together, were glowing. "Names change, many bear many names, and many faces," said the man with a distant look in his eyes, "How many names have you had, how many faces since time stood still?" Yelis looked at him, couldn't say a word, couldn't even ask what he meant. She looked at the man and saw the same confused expression on her own face that she knew should be. “Strange,” said the man, “after looking for you for years…. You are here defenseless against me.” When Yelis managed to ask again, she repeated the same question “Who are you? " said. At this moment, a sound like thunder was heard. “Let him go.” Yelis looked towards the voice. Ewin and David stood a few meters away from Yelis as they had never seen them before. As the man took a step towards Yelis, David plunged his stick into the ground, and the last thing Yelis saw was a beam of light. The man had already disappeared when the blue beam of light dissipated. Elise was lying unconscious on the floor.
“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
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
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