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It meant what to operate it is necessary quickly. Friends Hejviga could not move in time. Enemies not can get precisely at this time so at Hejviga and Byzantines still t here is a possibility to disappear. But time at them has some.
Both of them did not love visitors though Hejvigu from time to time it was necessary to invite in the house of the partners and agents. But Xenia then disappeared in the room. Fortunately, it was at that time not accepted, that the mistress was present at such meetings. However if its friends then Hejvigu it was necessary to disappear on a visit came. After all it was John Andersen, another's in this country.
Hejvig obeyed. It still was in a spirit dejectedness. All night long Xenia dreamt it. It was with it in the huge trimaran sliding on a water smooth surface. And then its sails have turned to wings, and it has soared up in the sky, to stars.
Arlo has moved further, holding a dart horizontally and hardly sideways that poison has not got to it on a hand, flowing down downwards on a dart, or was not sdut a wind. It is possible to dump a salamander by means of a stone, and then carefully to wash a dart in flowing water. If there was time. Here also it is necessary to bear a dart so clumsily.
It took a stalactite and has put to the breast. Both hands has clasped its thick end has strained muscles.
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.

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At last they have reached to navetrennogo woods. Everywhere from a ceiling stalactites hanged down, incorporating with the stalagmites rising upwards, as columns. Many of them vertical were not: the constant wind rejected a dripping liquid, inclined stone sculptures turned out also. At times, after centuries, natural forces changed a wind direction, compelling these constructions to be bent in other party, and the increased number navetrennyh columns braked air currents that affected the form of columns leeward. Slow growth gave way to aeration. As a result at stalactites randomly hanging down branches, and at stalagmites – fancifully twirled roots grew. Colours were the most different: shone blue and pink strips, narosshy a green moss. Arlo saw before itself original annals of caves: the luminescence not always was here green, and in expanding columns its ancient versions have remained.
On April, 12th 197D year. The spring, just arising greens, still crude after a night rain, white clouds in the sky, reflected in pools on paths, the crude cold earth sticking to fingers when I was kneeling, putting bulbs of irises.
From a player Mozart's music flew, in a lap at me the small volume with Keats's verses laid, nearby on a table there was a glass where it has been poured on two fingers of whisky. Memoirs crowded in my head and sometimes forced to smile. Fine time for the old person.
It took a stalactite and has put to the breast. Both hands has clasped its thick end has strained muscles.

Arlo has hardly taken breath. In this oven sweat, appear, and has scattered from its skin. But Kokena did not leave the dwelling near the burning wall warmed with the boiling stream. Unless for a minute.
– 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.
– The father! – has shouted Arlo. Hands and feet at it have grown dumb, the body ached from painful race, but it was unimportant.
I took the tube. We had already dinner and sat in my office among books and pictures. The sun has risen highly enough, and I declared, that it is already possible to drink a few temples. But nevertheless atmosphere in an office remained strained.
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.
Arlo has burst in thanks and a question: «Hton me has rescued, but where Hton was till now?» – look, whom I have found! – he has told aloud, having recollected about the Hell.

– The strangest, – he spoke Leonse, – that during epoch Mauri and later travellers in time were not born. Though, can, they remain incognito as it happened in early history. Perhaps they are afraid to show the uniqueness? And nevertheless though one we would know …
– Business in that, – as always has precisely explained Hejvig, – that we, I and Leonsa, we leave the Earth. I doubt, that we will return.
– Ah, – it has exhaled. – here is how they you … Hold. – she has stretched it a small lamp, but Hejvig, with desperately beating heart, could not hold it exactly. Leonsa has sworn, took a small lamp back and, having clamped it in a teeth, began to saw a file a cable.
– We loved each other, and I with pleasure observed of it when it easily moved on the house, doing the affairs, constantly singing gentle melodies.
– No, – has answered Leonsa. – there were no reasons Earlier, and now it is too dangerous. – she has attentively looked at me. All the same it was very attractive. – you mean something, dock?

But at all barbarians have created this huge ship. Threefold kil has provided to it magnificent hydrodynamic properties. Three masts were, certainly, are equipped by sails, but these sails coped small engines on biological fuel. These sails operated the computer, constantly traced a wind direction as much as possible to use its force. The crew consisted of four kanakov and two women – vahin which have not been overloaded by work.
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.
Someone has knocked at a door. I have said something muffled, have hardly risen from an armchair and, thinking out pretexts for an apology and refusal, have gone to a door. My mood has not improved, when my dog, hardly not having knocked me down, has rushed to a door. I held this inconsiderate dog only because it once belonged Kejt. Being a puppy when its mistress has died, now it already and itself was close to a tomb.
– Though skill of ancient sculptors is lost for a long time, – he spoke, – look nevertheless, look, as his face with firmly compressed lips … is majestic
In a city fires flared. The bitter smoke curled. People as mad rats, hid in houses or ran out from them. And everywhere they were waited by one: murders, violence, robberies, beatings, mockeries. In streets corpses rolled. Blood flew on ditches. Mothers mourned over children, children with the loud we cry searched for mothers, yet did not become victims terrified from blood and murder of vandals. All priests subjected to severe tortures that they have told where church treasures are hidden. All has been plundered: subjects of art, a jewelry were scattered on the whole continent. And a little that was preserved. Not thinking of a cultural value of treasures, barbarians broke out precious metals and stones, the rest was burnt. So much was lost from this a cultural heritage that stored Constantinople till this awful day. And Turks were here at anything. All were made by crusaders.