Chapter 4. An interesting find.
Chapter 5. The Mystical Message.
Chapter 6. Waking up from sleep.
Chapter 8. Through the Looking Glass.
Chapter 9. Secrets of the past.
Chapter 10. The old man's story.
A new day has come. Cloudy. On such days, you want to sleep a little longer. As a rule, when you wake up on cloudy days, the body resists and refuses to get up. It was a fun night... After waking up, Alain and Alina lay in bed for a long time, checked their mail, read articles on the Internet, Alain even managed to do something for work.
-Well, maybe we'll go to a cafe and have breakfast. I really want to drink a cup of invigorating aromatic coffee! -Alain stretched, enjoying the softness of the hotel blankets and pillows.
-I don't mind, love.
Alina's brown hair is chaotically, but perfectly scattered on the pillow. Clear blue eyes and a sweet smile were turned to Alain. Gently running her hand over the young man's bristly face, she laughed at the tickling.
-It's so overcast, I'd like to lie in bed again, wouldn't you, dear?" Aline stretched gracefully.
-Yes, but we have a meeting today, remember?" - Alain meant meeting with the old man, so that he would tell them more about the mirror and what is in the looking glass.
The young people gathered and went to the nearest cafe. Breakfast was simple: scrambled eggs with tomatoes, lightly toasted toast with tender cheese, and a cup of coffee. In a small town, this is the best cafe. A warm, cozy, authentic place. In its large windows, which overlook the historic building, the monastery was majestically decorated. The old man lived nearby.
Alain called the old man. Soon the old man came to the cafe. They greeted each other, briefly asked each other how things were going, ordered another pot of Ivan Tea and continued the previous conversation.
Alain was very interested in the question of whether the old man had traveled. But he was more tormented by the question of who the old man was and why he openly told them everything.
- Alain, I'm honestly worried. Of course, I don't trust anyone, but I can read faces and gestures. I studied the physiognomy. This is the ability to judge the inner qualities of a person by their appearance and especially by their face, to make a conclusion about their character. Sorry, I scanned you and trusted you.
- Ariy Arturovich, I do not know physiognomy, but we would very much like to trust you. Please tell us about yourself. Where do you get this knowledge of conspiracies, how do you know about other worlds, declare them in all seriousness? -Alain said it delicately, carefully, making it clear that he was ready to hear the truth.
- Yes, even goosebumps from these stories, but very interesting! Alina added.
-I'm a tenth-generation magus!- The old man said proudly.-Don't be alarmed. Do you know who the magi are? People call us magicians, magicians, magicians, fortune tellers! But I will give a different definition.
The magus is a sage who has secret knowledge passed down by his ancestors, as well as having acquired knowledge and a strong intuition, so strong that he can see the past and the future. He is also a professional psychologist and healer. Magi can make amulets and other magical items, spell them. Before this mirror, there was another one, my great-grandfather used to spell it. But nothing lasts forever, burned in a fire. I made my mirror and spoke it. And... - the old man paused, as he was not sure, but took a chance and continued - I am 120 years old, guys, like this.
-A hundred and twenty years?- Alain asked in surprise. -How can that be? No, I admit it, but you look 70 at most!
Alina was in shock, silent and listening.
- Yes, guys, it is, my family does not know it. The Magi are well warmed, heh... We live like an ordinary family, nothing stands out.
-Ariy, it's a miracle! You mentioned your family, and I remembered your wife. I understand that she is not a magus, a simple person, right? You told her about this secret, and she used the portal. You are waiting for her, but does she have enough skills, knowledge to return? I want her to come back to you, you love her so much.
-Thank you for being interested in Alain. Yes, I also worry about it, but I believe that love saves! Even though we had a fight back then, I believe it didn't affect our love. Only love for her family and her father's home should help her return! Love is a very strong feeling, it works wonders! And I saw her in a dream today. I was very upset that I hadn't dreamed about her in 10 years. But when I saw you, saw how great you look together, I believe that you love each other! I remembered Nastya and me. I thought about her yesterday, was sad, fell asleep, saw in a dream. As a magus, I know that in a dream you can contact a parallel world. I called her back and she came to me! I was happy in my sleep. I miss her so much. I hope the dream was prophetic!
While the company was sitting in the cafe, the weather changed. It began to rain, and it beat softly on the roof, windows, and canopies. It didn't rain for long. As if by magic, the weather began to improve, the clouds parted and the rays of the sun began to make their way to the ground.
The old man felt the gaze. When he looked out the window, he saw a woman looking at him. It was his Nastya!
- Nastya! You! The old man exclaimed and ran out of the cafe to meet her.
The old man hugged his wife tightly, kissed her, and she, as if not understanding what was happening, was stunned by such a display of feelings and what was happening. Alain and Alina looked at each other, smiled and were happy for the old man. The window showed the old man inviting his wife to enter the cafe.
- Guys, meet my Nastenka! I told you the dream was prophetic! Thank You! You appeared in my life in time and with your love kindled my faded memory! I'm so happy!
All this time, the woman was a little confused, but she was smiling for the sake of decency.
- Very nice, guys-said the woman-my name is Anastasia Petrovna. To be honest, I don't understand how my beloved husband ended up here. You look a little older, you just haven't shaved, apparently. When did you grow a beard? Strange, we only saw each other yesterday. You haven't been very good, dear!
The woman smiled, she forgave the old man, but did not understand that it had been 10 years, not one hour. The old man, Alain and Alina looked at each other and all realized that they had recently been talking about refraction in time while passing through the portal.
-Why did you leave alone? I told you it wasn't worth it alone. This is dangerous to some extent. -asked Arias in the play to his wife.
Anastasia Petrovna, looking at the old man and the children, said that she was annoyed after the quarrel and wanted to be in her favorite cafe in her favorite city, go to her father's house, take a walk through familiar places in the city that reminded her of her youth and of meetings with Ari Arturovich.
- I must admit, I was surprised that in a month a lot has changed in the city, there are new buildings, roads, a lot of new cars-continued the woman, - it's all strange. Then I went to our favorite cafe, Arius, and was very surprised to see you here with the guys! I intended to go back home today. It's only been an hour or two. How did you know I'd be here? How did you get here so fast, Ariy?
-Honey, I'll tell you everything, just be prepared for what you hear. -Arius soothed his wife.
- Ariy Arturovich, I think that you have answered many of our questions, we have your phone number, if anything we will call or we will be glad to hear from you. I think that now we will leave you to talk to Anastasia Petrovna.
- Thank you guys, good luck to you! Take this envelope and a clover petal! Be careful in your decisions and travel only together!the old man took the envelope with the petal from his wife and handed it to her. Anastasia Petrovna was again surprised, but she trusted her husband, did not interfere.
-Thank You Ariy! Anastasia Petrovna, Arias, we wish you good love and don't urgue more! - under the mute approval and gratitude of the old man, Alain and Alina said goodbye. After paying for the order, leaving a generous tip to the waiter, they left the cafe.
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Chapter 12. Gifts from the Magus.