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Raven's Blade.

Chapter 6 Sword

Word Count: 1091    |    Released on: 05/06/2022

he dense thickets, roamed with pensive glare along the simple, devoid of patterns of the handle, sometimes moving onto a powerful long blade, with a slate-black stripe of blood flow. It

en such beauty

attention to myself, but no one will leave such things unattended just like that. Prob

distance a dog gabbled angrily, and a light w

e hilt. It felt warm and velvety to the touch, like mole skin. As soo

of a shaking of the earth or a lightning strike from the sky. A t

fault that

ing. He continued to lie quietly on the white coverlet, reflecting the dim lig

ere are strange, it will somehow be more reliable with you, "I muttered phlegmatically, attaching the knife to the belt of my jeans. I did not

out? Having suffered in this way for about half an hour, I gave up on everything, pulled off my shoes, w

"TV tower", "Aunt Styopa", "lighthouse" - the boys at school managed to come up with up to ten nicknames for me in day, and the physical education teacher insisted that I definitely need to be sent to a sports school, to play basketball. Then everythin

h a tower. It's scary to imagine what would happen if I

e ones came, then those whose words I remembered only half. The musical repertoire has dried up. I had to switch to a poetry program. They went into action: Pushkin soldered into the head from the school bench; my beloved Lermontov; forgotten Nekrasov, Fet, Blok, Yesenin ... When only

lso now neither to the village nor to the city. But a compass was found in the side pocket. I completely forgot about him, carried away by testing my knowledge of natural history in practice. A brief gl

gone crazy back into my pocket, and continued on my

in the surrounding landscape - twilight, trees, snow, silence - everything remained in its place. I contin

order to pull out my leg, I had to raise my knee almost to the chin. Another step. Leg higher. Monotony dulled atten

few meters in blissful darkness, without the disgusting view of the snow and the black s

pened my mouth in order to express my indignation, a

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