LEAVE IT

– Follow me, – the psychotherapist has told. Its voice was soft. Drugged by a drug, Kaleb Uollis has grasped his hand. They have left, and Hejvig remained in painful expectation. Time flew very slowly, but at last the psychotechnician has told to it, that it is possible to enter.
At Slejpnira there was an extended head, a body consisting of segments, and eight powerful feet. It was long and stocky, capable not stopping to rush on very narrow tunnels. As did by its good racer – for Atona. At Slejpnira the reason almost was not, but he knew the owner and did not suffer on itself anybody, except it though some person could take away at once.
Even more to secure itself against agents Eerii, he has thought up to itself(himself) a new name – John Andersen – and has accustomed Xenia to name it so. Fortunately, it was not curious and did not set silly questions concerning why it has replaced a name and why it, such rich and notable, has decided to marry it, the poor girl? Eventually, if so it wanted to it to have it why it has not made its concubine?

There have driven all family, pupils, servants. In the big room it was light, as doors and the windows leaving in a small court yard, a patio, have been opened. Hejvig has seen flower beds, orange trees in dark dense greens, a fountain spraying water … even a bust of Konstantin which an indifferent sight looked at all around. In a room there were numbers cases and tables where there were the works of art created Dukasom and its pupils.
After that he long looked at the sleeping girl. It was a pity to it to leave it. She so rejoiced lives and delivered such pleasure to it. It was unpleasant to leave it secretly. Perhaps to leave a note? No, no. It can always return. If will not return, well, she decently knows language, customs, it has enough money. Will not be gone.

The beginning of the thirteenth century which Catholicism named apogee of a civilisation for then the western churchmen have struck blow to east stronghold of Christianity was such. And in one and a half centuries, having devastated Asia Minor, Turks have entered into Europe.
Hejvig has arrived to Istanbul around docks and has gone kruzhnoj road not to guide spies. The road was almost empty. In one hand it bore the chronologist, in another – a flat small suitcase where Xenia's life consisted. The rain strewed from the grey sky, and soon all its clothes were dripping wet, the cold rose to a body. The sound of its steps on slippery stones was boomingly carried on deserted streets. He hurried up. After all has passed more than fifteen minutes since he has left Xenia. There were three o'clock in the afternoon, and twilight has already hung over a city.
– Well, it is young, – I have tried to calm him. – it is possible, streptomycin … – I has risen, has clapped it on the bent back. – Calm down, the sonny. Listen, that I will tell … – And I admitted to it, that five years ago in conversation with one writer from California could not be kept and have told to it separate details of epoch Mauri about which has learnt from Hejviga. This strange culture has intrigued me, and I have thought, that this person, the writer trained in reflexions and assumptions, can explain me their some riddles and paradoxes. Naturally, I have told nothing to it about Hejvige and about an information source. Having listened to me, the writer has asked of the permission to use some thoughts in the products, and I have not found the reasons for refusal.

– Will suffice! I after all have told, that we have spent for you the whole year of a life. Do not force us to lose even more. Besides we risk. Listening, you want, that to you have broken a hand?
Loops have begun to creak. The door has opened. In a doorway there was a bearded person in the Byzantian clothes. The pistol barrel in his hand seemed Hejvigu huge.
– Calm down. The person a little that can make. But if this small – that is necessary, is enough of it.

He already ran on wide tunnels. Soon it will return to a garden – and will meet danger. Coming nearer to a garden, the boy knew, that an animal very large. He had to choose tunnels on which it could pass therefore it and moved kruzhnym by and slowly.
On it there was a dress very similar on represented in DZL. She always put on, despite suffocating heat. The clothes became a part of its peshcherno-house ritual, and Arlo never occurred, that can be differently. Kokene was about fifty, and it is beautiful or is ugly – what difference? It his mother.
Now has touched Verdandi. Its flexible and strong hands have touched its genital member and began to stroke it and to stretch, causing reaction which at all was not to it unpleasant.
Arlo has bypassed a dragon, trying to go vigorous step to show "approach". The exit will be outside more difficult. It is possible to take advantage of the spiral channel, but it will occupy more time and, perhaps, will wake a sleeping monster more likely. Business not in affinity or loudness of sounds, and in their nature and a direction.
The head has risen. On the dirty person tears flew, and behind the confused yellow locks huge eyes shone.
Now Arlo came nearer to possession of a dragon. Because of the little girl who, possibly, all the same will die. He understood, that operates irrationally – behaves, according to Atona as the fool, – and its any part was angry on it. And nevertheless it went.
– It has begun as the brilliant young philosopher. And has finished a life the statesman. I speak you about it, as you one of two people of my time to whom I can let into the secrets. Whether see, I not a wise man, I can slide only on a life surface, collecting the information. But whether I can interpret the collected facts, whether I can understand, what occurs? Whence to me to know, that should be made, that I can be made - simply have slipped on a surface of years, and Karelo Keadzimu veins, worked, thought in a thick of events. Its help was necessary to me. – whether see, – has told to it Hejvig, – one element of your culture is too developed at the expense of the others.

This time demanded from them accurate thinking and sober realism. Thanks to me Hejvig has met those scientists about whom I spoke. When he has managed to convince them, they have acquainted him with the colleagues, and at Hejviga the present brain centre which supervised over its actions was formed. Some of these scientists for the sake of Hejviga and its missions even have retired, that has puzzled uninitiated colleagues. From ti me to time I heard something about their successes. They have developed many methods of the introduction into contact to travellers – if to list all these methods, it would be necessary to write one more book. Many of them have not crowned success, but some have worked.
– We can reject bad, select the best, young, deduce them on a correct way, oh, damn! About My God! What to us these numskulls from Eerii? We will do the future, instead of they!
There was the stalactite dart still hanging on a hip. If it could pin up this creature...
«There has passed year since Jack Hejvig and Leonsa from Vahorna have said goodbye to me, I often think of them. Certainly, usual vanity fills my days, but also among it I always find hour to recollect them. They can be now in any place the planets indulging in despair or triumphing. After all right now there is all about what they told to me. But we never will meet more. The end of their life is immensely far from the moment of my death.
– Purely detective work. We have assumed, that these Greeks of road to you, time you has arrived so, and you will by all means enter with them contact. I recognise, you have not bad confused traces. But nevertheless we have managed to track down you. Having learnt from neighbours, that your wife is seriously sick, we began to wait, when you will leave, knowing, that will soon return. – Krasitsky has looked at Xenia.