THE CITY

Hejvig thought of that it with Xenia to get over somewhere in a safe place, for example to Russia or the Western Europe.
– Well will suffice. You and so have told it is too much. You are arrested. You will be preprovozhden in the future, and Sahem will judge you. Behave well, and, maybe, you will manage to get off easily.
Tunnel bend – and before Arlo the wall has seemed. It osharashenno has stared at it. By mistake it has got to deadlock! It was necessary to curtail in the opposite direction, to the centre where possibilities for flight was more. Instead he has run from a labyrinth as a mad animal, and has got to a trap!

– Jack, you zaboltalsja also has hit in too high matters. Finish the prophecies, the darling, and pay attention to the glass.
It has knocked, expecting, th at the new servant, Evlalija so, apparently, call her, will open a door and will let in it. She, of course, will be surprised, having seen, that it so has quickly returned, well lines with it.
The boy has jumped towards to a salamander, aiming in it an edge. The creature has opened a mouth to bite the weapon – and a dart edge was thrust to it directly in a drink. Successful blow!
– No. I never could work with a gang of the zombie. After all I should erase all their last life from their memory and … is not present, it is impractical. Keadzimu has arranged some my guys in shkody psychotechnology training, but all the same work was too big.
In comparison with a "spoke" spiral were short, but Arlo and with empty hands it would be required minutes ten to cross a den. Now time for it will leave twice more.
But safety was most expensive. Their fortress stood on a high hill at which bottom the waters the river peacefully rolled. It sparkled on the sun, as bronze.

– We simply wished to learn, they here same, how at us, or not? – Has answered Hejvig. – I heard. Owners differ the big variety.
In a court yard explosions were heard. Hejvig has hastened to Leonse. It has braided, I have clamped feet of bottom often body Uollisa fingers of hands pressed on a carotid. Uollis beat its fists on hands, but it pressed and pressed. Blows Sahema all weakened, and here its hands have powerlessly fallen.
Arlo has reflected. The offer was rather attractive though it is not excluded, that it, again it teased. Its blow will not achieve the object – or it will appear an occasion to the deadly answer. So fought Aton, and even in game it was dangerous. But so it is possible to check up, whether she understands something in fight. If it strikes strong blow, will quickly put the block and will simultaneously jump aside, game will cost svech.
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.
Arlo quickly walked to the centre. The hearing of a monster is adjusted first of all on a removal sound. To noise of approach it is tolerant, as wants, that extraction has got into the centre of a labyrinth and there has lost the way. While Arlo goes firmly and without fear, the dragon hardly will wake up.

But these thoughts flashed at it in a head as something extraneous. All soul it was flooded Xenia's with death. He already hardly saw, how its house has flashed from a fire when Turks took a city as then the city began to build up as before it persons flashed, persons, persons … till that time when the city has been wiped off the face of the earth huge explosion. They have stopped among radioactive ruins and have departed by the plane through ocean to continue travel to the future where waited for them Sahem. But in a shower there was nothing, except Xenia. He saw, how it remained one to die in an empty room.
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 th at 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.
However, his parents always seemed sad and not only because one has lost an eye, and another – possibility to move but also therefore, it is probable, that could not forget the first-born which name Arlo never heard. That boy has died in infancy, till birth Arlo. He knew about whom only according to old doctor Bedokura. That is why the letter "And" of the First-born has passed to the second child – differently it would name in another way. Arlo knew, that he is the second son and in the opinion of parents belongs to the second grade though they never about it mentioned – there was no need.
– The girl. It is wounded. Dies. Blood. Help, – has spoken Arlo between air drinks.
– I have come to rescue you, – have told Hejvig. Its voice has sounded strange in this room over which fear and death atmosphere has hung. It has crossed: – For the sake of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. For the sake of Maiden Maria I of all sacred. Quickly follow me, differently all of you will be lost.
Suddenly Arlo has felt fear. It has seized for a dart and hardly has not lost balance. For an instant his face was put out from a water stream, and he has seen a precipice.
There was a November, 1213. Hejvig has chosen this month because knew: there will be a dirt, slush, a cold – and agents Eerii will not be on duty at my house. But on the bank of a bay the Gold Horn weather was not such cold though the penetrating wind blew through Black sea from Russia, bringing a rain. In houses of Byzantines for protection against a cold there were only copper braziers – fireplaces here were the expensive. Xenia's small body shuddered from a cold, in lungs rattles were heard.

Snorting was heard. There was no need to turn around to understand: this time the dragon has woken up! Children faced to it, as on a saucer.
– So it also has ended the life. He has screamed at night, and then its room has become empty. Probably, it somewhere has thrown itself(himself) in time as for it searched in the past, and in the future, but anywhere do not send.
– 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.
Tunnels here were not natural, but the powerful claws of a dragon scratched in an integral stone. However, the stone was soft enough: Arlo could square its stalactite. But even on the tiny tunnel months of tiresome work would be required – and these were far not tiny!