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Raven's Blade.

Chapter 2 Fortune teller

Word Count: 1394    |    Released on: 05/06/2022

all my willpower into a fist so as not to turn into the mirrored doors and put the banknotes that had wrinkle

ht front door among completely identical well-yards, walking up to the sixth floor, getting an electri

ays that damage is

ocy of the situation only a

pened slightly and a pretty old woman stared at me from behind a stretched chain. Her appearance did not match the grumbling voice I heard. These are usually called "God's dandelion": gray hair is neatly

the "dandelion of

k of removing the damage - you think t

he chain rattled and the doo

use, quickly slamming the door behind me, and fiddling with the locks for a couple of seconds, she clung to the peephole for a long time.

om," the rustic intonations that suddenly cut through her voice only added to her anxiety. Grandmot

e hook on a hanger, I quietly walked deeper into the apartment. A

assive, artsy, as if descended from the catalog of an antique shop. A strange construction of retorts, tubes, fragments and flasks gleamed on it with mirrors. Some blue liquid flowed sluggishly f

Chavoi stood like a

ition, or destruction - I do not know how to properly apply this concept to the family of beds and chairs. Two springs, which had long dreamed of playing the role of the inquisitor's henchmen, immediately dug into me. More specifically - in the b

er on a string, followed? It's not a problem, we'll fix it. Grandma Aglaya was assigned here, so that the girls would be all right. What is the boy's name? - Drumming this patt

honestly. "Boy" at the moment I did n

n did not le

I didn't give it to anyone, it was a pity. But such

seriously annoy me. "I don't want to flood Africa and become a m

mitating violent activity a

mouth," she pursed her lips in resentment and, slammin

d kni

As I spoke, my grandmother's expression went fro

Almost crying, I finished my story and stared at the floor. For some reason, I was very ashamed: I came to a strange

e come across this. No, different people come. The troubles are different - the son or husband got drunk, envious people at work got stuck, the car was stolen, a loved one disappeared without a trace. Everyone comes to me and everyone has problems, b

dialect, a sharp change in behavior, friendliness that appeared out of nowhere in her voice - I no longer understood anything. - Ri

point? For example, he will say: north of the city, in the region of five to ten kilometers. The police will not run to search such territory, they have their own troubles to the throat. And who would believe a fortuneteller? Now, if a person's relatives turn out to be rich, they organize the sea

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