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Zoran cautiously looked into the rift, saw how deep the fog swirled at its bottom and involuntarily shivered.- Yes, that still a gift remained and the road will have to be laid around. You don't even have to think about the bridge. But the guard post will have to be organized here.“Mage outpost,” Yarsi nodded.- Where can I get them? These mages? Radolyub spread his hands. “We don’t have those in Listovaya. And you won’t be interrogated from the capital, they’ve already tried it.- And who are you?- Blacksmith. And I'm not going to stay here, I've sat too long already, so don't look at me.“And at me,” Radolyub immediately declared, seeing that the interlocutors turned in his direction. - I have a whole detachment of battle mages recently died, I need to recruit new ones.“All right,” Yarsi decided. “We'll find the magician, and I almost know where. Or rather, I think that a company of our acquaintances is visiting him now, otherwise why didn’t they react in any way to the recent r
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“Tink,” he finally straightened up and even slightly moved away from the closet, keeping a wary and hopeful look on Yarsi. - It's just incredible, I heard so much about this world that I did not even hope that I would meet the Guide. Meet me just like that! With us, getting into your world is considered a road of no return.- HM interesting. And where did you get the idea that I'm the Explorer? Yarsi asked with a grin.“Uh,” the otherworlder swallowed nervously, his face showing fear. “Well, hmm, I guessed…- Well, yes, of course, - the werewolf shook his head, showing that he did not believe. - Okay, we'll deal with this later. Another question - didn't you know where you were going?“I, uh, in general…” the guy hesitated. - I had to run away and one of my good friends - the Guide, or rather, I thought that he was my friend, helped me with this. Dropped me here.He shivered.- Thrown into the Closed World, the Guide of which has already made its twenty-four transitions and does not g
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The guards at the central gate had long been tracking with their eyes a group of horsemen moving at a quiet trot along the line of carts. The gates of Ereald remained closed since morning. An order was received to let in only footmen and only through an auxiliary gate, located slightly away from the gate. The most impatient squeezed through the narrow door with difficulty, dragging all their belongings in huge trunks on their own backs. The rest waited hopefully. But noon passed, and the order to open the gate did not come.The people were nervous, talking loudly, trying to ask questions to the guards, but they only shrugged their shoulders. They didn't know what they were waiting for. And now those riders approaching the central gate too resolutely.Ratmir, the head of their reinforced detachment, counted eight and now he could already see them well. Three - young girls, keep in the center of the group, dressed in a travel way, the figures hide dark cloaks. One of the men, the one wi
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The houses parted, well-groomed trees stood along the edges of a flat wide road, and then they parted, revealing a spacious square and a snow-white palace. Tall, slender towers soared into the sky, and the main building stretched upwards, striking with its unreal elegance and seeming fragility. The palace shone with a crystal brilliance, as if woven from passages, turrets and many ledges crowned with spiers.Yarsi pulled on the reins of his horse, his heart beating loudly in his chest. He really did not want to look at his house with a new look, but he could not help himself. He always perceived it only as a house, but now the palace was revealed from a completely different side - a stranger, torn from another world, not belonging to this reality.He looked, looked at the place where he was born, where he grew up, painfully realizing its greatness and pain, longing and madness that burned the creator of this palace for many years.Home, parents, past…. There is none of this anymore. H
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... This night there will be no worries,Sleep - fall asleep, the day is still so far away,The noise of the winds, the veil of rain,The night guards your sleep from the Fire….A gentle female voice flew over the roofs of houses, the song was born almost on the outskirts and merged with the approaching twilight of the evening with a barely perceptible melody. His sharpened hearing of the beast greedily absorbed the words, the song fascinated and excited his heart with an incomprehensible sadness. A cool wind rushed in through the open window, its impetuous gusts either moving away or making the sounds closer, making the lullaby sound with renewed vigor.In the morning the dew will fall again on the meadow,Sleep - fall asleep, you are my fidget,In the song of the night the sun will become the moon,And will call for a long journey behind him ....It has only been one day since he returned home. A very long day.Preparations for the coronation were in full swing in the palace. Elena
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The air hummed, filled with unbearably loud thumps of blades touching. Just as deafening is the noise in the forge, when the blacksmith, with a skillful hand, lowers the hammer on the sword blank, giving it the desired shape. But there was no smithy here, the forest was noisy here, and its indignant rustle was muffled by the furious clang of steel. The blows came too often, repeatedly causing him to dodge and retreat, circle and parry attacks from five opponents at once. There was no time to be surprised that so far he had not received a single wound. Only somewhere on the edge of consciousness beat a desperate thought that this fight lasts an incredibly long time and draws out the last forces. Vic was already accustomed to his own increased speed and endurance, which increased significantly at night. But still he tried not to get involved in any alterations, surprisingly too often encountered on his way. At first he attributed it to his own bad luck. And how else to explain that
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Through the night forest, he rushed at a speed on the verge of his capabilities. Hearing caught uterine howling and soft sobs, as if someone was crying, but Vic tried not to listen to these sounds. There are no innocents in the dark of night, and he didn't see himself as a hero or a savior of the defenseless. Sometimes there was a screech. Several times I had to turn around and react to the fast pace of the pursuers. The blows in motion were blurred, but each time the blade met the resistance of cut flesh and even something harder. Vic did not think about the consequences and did not look at the unlucky hunters. His sense of smell and hearing told him about them before they were within striking distance. It was reassuring that they were all animals, albeit predators, but living beings. Therefore, he dealt only one blow and ran on, his goal was to slow down, and it is desirable to scare away, no more. It was strange that there were so many attackers, never before had animals declared
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The path at the top of the wall meandered in a narrow strip, fortunately, rather high teeth did not allow falling down and allowed them to run without thinking about balance. Vic had almost passed the watchtower with the narrow stairs leading into the city when a desperate cry reached his ears. The Vistolet took a few more steps, knowing perfectly well what this cry means, and, grimacing, stopped. There was a nightmare down there, in which there was no point in interfering. He hesitated a little and, grabbing the nearest prong with his hand, hung down, trying to see what was happening. If it had been anyone else, he probably wouldn't have run down the stairs, rushed down, jumping several steps at a time, choking with a panic feeling that he would not make it in time. The sword trembled slightly in the fingers, and before my eyes was the picture I saw - a bunch of bony figures swarming over the prostrate bodies of two men, the limbs of the victims stretched to the sides, broke out o
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