It admits, it is possible to remember childhood and lay down to itself a hut in the forest mixed, fir-trees are here, the farther matter of technique and effort, but... The same ubiquitous "but". Do I reasonably doubt in the architectural talents, and when the question of life stands on kitty, to put everything on doubtful "and will turn" out suddenly? it is not desirable somehow.
Secondly, I still feel thirst and if a question stood only in that to suffer, it was yet possible to think about a hut, but I that not nearly sure that in my present quality starvation will not bring to quite sudden the padded "stool" over and to the small group of ash. Equal as, I am not quite sure that at bedding now, to the next evening I, in general, will have forces though on anything.
On the other hand, I do have not the least idea about that where I am, with all concomitant to this fact by glad nesses. Modest some general cognitions about the world I have, if it, certainly, really that world where I wanted to get, but benefit from them to me now, as to the habitant of Omsk from a globe, get he suddenly on one of the banks of Amazon. That, that I had time углядеть flying on the world a spirit not many more valuable, even because difference while the world sees a spirit and that, how I see him now, even more, than difference meantime, as the world sees down passenger of airplane and by a picture looked after by a plodding on a road pedestrian.
Here and think, in such terms, what to do and where to go. And the time that goes - summer nights are short, here, on by callsign, a summer is.
Once again looking at dead bodies and pulling in sweetish from the smell of blood air, that yet more compelled to feel dryness into the mouth, I turned toward a road.
An idea was idiotic.
Even not so, she was embodiment all, that I hated greater part of conscious life, id est nonsenses, pride, groundless self-confidence and finally simply enchanting ignorance, but... She allowed deciding many problems at once. In addition, cleanly logically, not все-лиequal as to risk life, if in both cases is a risk identically unforeseeable? And possible benefit here obviously more than from a "hut", in darkness, again, I see perfectly...
Feeling itself a complete degenerate, I hurried on the night forest, vainly trying to be distracted on the beauty of landscape and pleasant feeling from blowing the body of wind, sweetness of clean air and an unbelievable lightness of motions.
The camp of robbers was approached.
I smelled the spilled blood, saw weightless haze of emanations of death being in the air, felt a great number living ahead of itself... Reckless state. A head spun, reason was filled by the shroud of some recklessness, and inwardly all trembled unpleasant.
What do ordinary people can at night in-field against a vampire? Let he and precocious and he did nobody never teach to diversionary work?
Answer: nothing.
I saw them the first, did not even see - felt each, like little warm light on a mental three-dimensional map. Three with half of persons, four patrols and seventeen horse. Last, on happiness, concealed hardly aside and I was not sensed at once.
The first sentinel died even not noticing it - a situation recurred with wolves, I simply broke through a skull to him, ina place, where a helmet closed.
Beginning to be heaped up a body I reflexly held and neatly put on grass, whereupon rushed about to the next sentinel, repeating an operation and with him, passed to the new victim and so while protecting did not leave off to exist, even not noticing it. Indeed, on the last sentinel, I understood that not all so remarkably with this wonderful "battle mode" or"acceleration", that, as me it seems to, some nearer to the truth -in the battle mode for vampires as though as extremities must change, grow claws and other. Or do not I simply behave to such kind? Or did not go outage? Perchance, is it some trained skill? Alas, all my knowledge about Children of Nightwear drawn from fantastic books and films, that with the real reality can have very small general and everything has to be understood by the "method of poke" and to operate naked instincts. However, while it is not important, we will go back to a problem.
The use of such speed required the corresponding энегозатрат, maybe, more experience my "relatives" use magic or spiritual force. And can yet somehow find a decision, I now by nothing, except ordinary endurance did not dispose of. And very thoughtlessly spent her - tiredness leaned heavily a simply unbearable load, and I fell down the most foolish character. I, fool, in this rate from a ravine, were woke up, to the camp hurried and, alike, almost fully exhausted the physical possibilities - even to creep it was very difficult in such state.
To be continued...