TO TIME

To travel in time, it is necessary to provide at least base for a life, a roof over a head. Therefore preliminary it is necessary to "dive" some times into the future for preparation of the most necessary.
Constantinople, second half of day … Hejvig left on April, 13th, 1204 on the avenue conducting on a hill. It was not audible habitual knock kopra, a scratch of wheels, a sound of bells, laughter, voices, shouts of children. But the remote roar of a fire and cries of the frightened people were heard. Somewhere absolutely the dog nearby has begun a bark.
– The salamander is a death! – has spoken Arlo, examining a creature on a dart. It was still live and struggled.
– I was hooked for a wire on a ladder just that day when wished to go to travel … And when has recovered and was ready to start over again, I have received an emergency call from my insurance company and I had to be engaged in urgent affairs. And when I have returned in Senlak, it has appeared, that mother has definitively torn with Birkelundom and requires my presence. I have looked on two innocent children whom it has brought in this world, and have taken up this burden.
All of them have been dressed equally: dark green parks, the trousers filled in leather boots, helmets, the weapon, a belt with cartridges. He knew these persons better, than the palm. After all it has spent with them many years. Leonsa with wide cheekbones, a convex forehead, sensual lips, which it so often target. CHao, Indhlovu, Guttierez, Belyavsky, Maatuk ibn Pahal. They for an instant have crossed hands and have prepared the weapon as sentries could notice them and give the alarm.
To time for meditation does not remain. The salamander has moved to it for these beings always attack and never recede. It is necessary to battle or run. Under usual circumstances Arlo would escape, but here there was no roundabout tunnel which would allow to bypass it and to continue a way.
– The girl. It is wounded. Dies. Blood. Help, – has spoken Arlo between air drinks.

So its reason argued, but also feelings have already entered business. It has caused to the girl a pain – and is obliged to help it. He almost did not know it, but she promised to fill the emptiness which has arisen in it suddenly.
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.
– What good on travel to time? – He when we have got ability to discuss affairs has asked.
– The silly woman! – has angrily exclaimed Arlo, lowering the girl on feet. – run... If you can. Directly on this tunnel. In its most end t here is a hole... I will go another by.
Arlo has brought to the Hell in the favourite secluded corner and has lowered near foaming falls. It has begun to enclose to it under a head a moss, but while was engaged in it, the girl has sat down – and so it is live, that he has guessed: any time it already is awake.
– I think, that not soon again I will appear in Constantinople. My owners, considering developing circumstances … In a word, be cautious. Try to be imperceptible. Hide gold and happen in the street less. Especially at night. I know francs.

Now Arlo moved more cautiously for new tunnels could be killing while their features are unknown. This site seemed ordinary, but Arlo not such fool to rely on appearance. It has sniffed, studying suspicious smells. Sometimes on such here dry territory the chimera trapped...
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.
Arlo has entered into the narrowed pass which has remained since those times – it is probable, centuries ago, – when the dragon was young. It has expanded the majority of tunnels, but them was so much, that on the brink of a den it has passed some. Possibly, has changed the initial plan and more them did not require, and even has left them intentionally – for an extraction input. Obviously, the most part of extraction to a dragon managed to be caught, differently it would die with hunger.

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.
– Here and our years proceeded, – told Hejvig. – I ved a life of the succeeding businessman with the solid capital and the favourite wife and at the same time moved to the future to study Federation Mauri, its blossoming, its greatness, its gradual fading and the end. Twilight slowly crawled over island. Below, at bottom of Hills, lanterns have already started to be lighted, but water radiated a reflected light of day. In the dark-blue sky Venus was lighted. On a verandah of house Karelo Keadzimu it was smoked fragrant kadilnja. The old man has murmured:
Hejvig and Leonsa were at me in March then their work was in the heat. And only in Day of All Sacred has heard history continuation.
At it was about what to think. He only was surprised, why earlier it has not come to all to it mind. Now he has understood, that in spite of the fact that Uollis and its lieutenants used the newest technics, all of them remained people of the nineteenth century. Here, now he needed to consider properly everything to that he witnessed in what took part.
Position became hopeless, but Arlo should struggle. The hulk of a monster has partitioned off the tunnel: by not to slip! Two tiny eyes were focused on the boy. Having opened jaws, the dragon came nearer to it.
Arlo has occurred suddenly, that last faint was very convenient for the girl who would not like to answer questions. But after all it is indeed wounded, and it did not have a confidence, that he pretends to be. That should be trusted?

And here under car wheels gravel has begun to creak. In gate the car has driven and has stopped on a lawn near the big chestnut. The car was unfamiliar to me, and I have sworn about myself, rising from knees, when it has run up to embrace me.
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.
But the happy ends are not present. And no ends are present. Nothing comes to an end. However, to us happy instants drop out.