HAS CHOSEN THIS MONTH BECAUSE

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.
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.
– Too good. It there has only preventive character. Therefore I consider, that in a case with Xenia it is better to me to take advantage modern to us of knowledge.
Arlo has hastened to deduce to the Hell from a labyrinth while the dragon has not returned. Has gone down with it to a safe stream where has washed off to it disgusting to a mix about skin and blood from hair. After that has led in the garden.

Uollis has jumped from the huge double bed closed by bed curtains. Hejvig has been amazed, having seen as the last years changed Sahema. It was absolutely grey-haired, all person is furrowed with a network of red proveins. The pity impression which it made, was aggravated with a nightgown. Uollis has rushed to a table where the pistol laid.
– They did not know, that such a pistol and consequently the death has not frightened them. We did not presume, th at they the shouts have warned you. Shut up.
The metal cable dlinoju in five foots, attached to a foot, has been chained to a ring walled in a wall. Yes, it was a unique way to keep in the conclusion of the traveller in time.
And again on them the practical problems, concerning lives in the new world have pulled hard. Judge for yourself: one epoch not instantly and not completely replaces another. Each tendency is disguised by numerous undercurrents. So, Martin Luther at all was not the first Protestant. It simply the first has lifted this problem. And its success has been caused by numerous defeats of its predecessors. Gusity, lollardy, albigojtsy – here the base of its success. On and they already had under themselves the basis which has been put in pawn in the last centuries.
– Means, it is similar to drugs. The person voluntary accepts a chemical compound which enslaves its brain.
Hejvig has been surprised by the determination. More and more he felt, that simply meets half-way the inevitable. Conscience already tired to torment him and has shown the ultimatum. And, despite danger, it has felt for the first time the world and rest in the soul.

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.
Arlo happened in vicinities of a labyrinth and knew, th at it two-dimensional. The body of a dragon was such heavy, that at falling it would be crushed by a body weight, therefore he preferred not to get upward. So old man Bedokur spoke: and it understood habits of animals.
– That you speak! – she has exclaimed. – I w as there, in the future. Not for long, but I saw, that Eerija became powerful. I saw Kaleba Uollisa, leaving of the plane. It was old, but I it saw. – it has squeezed fists. – and nobody has killed this mongrel!
– We, Mauri, – the old man continued, – have once erected that kind, that it seemed to us important, in a rank of an idol, fetisha, absolutely having forgotten about the friend good, having thrown out it from the reference. For the sake of preservation of national cultures we tried to freeze the whole people in such condition what seemed to us the best. The most dangerous anachronism! For the sake of preservation of ecology we tried to forbid all works which could lay a way to stars. It is no wonder, that such strategy has caused set of opponents.
Arlo gauging. A hell! It remained in a garden one, without any protection, and something big and terrible moved to it. He has felt it that part which is adjusted for a life of caves. To this ability has learnt him Hton.
No, the monster did not have time to exhale on it poison. It is a mix – slime Htona. Once he saw it on Atone when that wished to come there where has forbidden to go Hton. According to doctor Bedokura so the god punished a being allocated with a brain and will power for resistance to commands of caves.
Soon its confusion and the irritation connected with Scarlet, oslabli. It was only the little girl, the child which have struck on a head. It is quite natural, th at it reacted irrationally. He will care of it, and s he will recover. It liked this thought: to care of it. At it never was a companion-person, and furthermore girls. The present girl: the zombie is not counted, they only the bowls which reason is buried in Htone. To be in a cover, probably, it is fine – but only if there is a possibility on own will to be pulled out from it outside.

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.
Tunnel walls were here smooth, without traces of claws. The dragon has covered with their dense saliva, having made not subject to a universal greenish luminescence. What for?
They have not been prepared for a life in dokolumbovoj. To America also could remain there only very much for a short while. They could be transferred forward in time, buy that is necessary, and to return back. But after that both of them have gained, serene idyll for them was impossible.
– No, no. It is simply logic impossibility to change the past. Every instant time is the past infinite set of other instants.
Aton has rested a palm against back Snejpnira and vsprygnul on it. Its vigour has not seemed Arlo to the strange: the father always was the active person. Only recently Arlo has overtaken it in growth. Aton has bent, has picked up the son and has set on a back segment of a racer. Slejpnir at all has not paid to it attention: it that on it sits Aton interested only.
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.

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.
I cannot understand, why he was afraid to glance in Xenia's future, to learn, when she will die. Really he considered, that ignorance will rescue its freedom, more truly, freedom illusion. I know nothing, besides, th at it remained with me two days, giving rest to a body and training to do injections. At last he has said goodbye. Neither it, nor I did not know, whether we will meet again. It has left by a taxi in the airport, villages in the plane and has departed to Istanbul there to move to the past where it will be grasped by agents Eerii.
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.
– Dock, – he spoke to me a voice, hoarse with despair. – I could not remain there where we were, in this similarity of paradise. I could not remain anywhere, presumed to interfere to myself with the future.
Hejvig has started a hand under tuniku and it was scratched. He has stupidly thought: «the Drama has turned to a comedy. I who have lost the wife, the favourite wife, am in a captivity, I expect torture. It is even not allowed to me to be washed up, so at me all body is scratched and from me badly smells».