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But it already was not that girl that went in a van of Garna. It has changed, but I did not understand, how. Her lips, dark by contrast with pallor of the person, were not red, and is faster black in a moonlight. They were moved apart in a faint smile. I have been assured that she sleeps and dreams about that the modest girl whom she always was never could see. It was so is suppressed by the father that was afraid even to lift eyes without its permission.Inna! A victim. I did not need to tell it. Everything that occurred now here, not was the good certificate is was malicious, same black as the Gloom there, whence has brought me here.
I stood, compressing a cup which all heated up. Its metal heart probably, has been filled by a flame so it burnt down my hands. So it was protected that was going to to occur here. The silver person on a cup sparkled, eyes threw brilliant spears of light - white, as the moon over us - and still others.
Dancing shade which could not be made out - bony hands are visible only - has departed from last person and, hopping, has moved to me. The head has been closed by a hood. In its shade of the person it was not visible. And still I knew that it is disturbed by my occurrence that it is in the union with that who has thrown me here.
Its hands rose in air and fell. Sleeves fluttered in air and I could see hands - the bones fitted by a skin. An old skin, old bones. I could see them to a shoulder. Skrjuchennye fingers with long curve nails coiled and lasted over the sleeping girl to a cup. I strong compressed a cup, knowing that in him unique my rescue.
I have strained all will, but not against the one who has brought me here as I knew that at me was not present the slightest chance to win it. No, I tried to take all power which contained in a cup of the Horned Person. I have concentrated to it all efforts.
Fingers have concerned me and nails have stuck into a body, but I was pulled out.
It proceeded rage, and from it expired power. It possessed much bigger force, than I could expect in such fragile bony body. Having failed in the first attempt to seize a cup, it has rounded an altar on which Inna lay, and has directed to me. Its eyes burnt, as coals. In them there was an insidiousness and madness. It it hands were stretched to me, wishing to tear apart my person in shreds.
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