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Something has changed ahead. Damp hot evaporations have ceased to torment my nostrils. Instead of it it a heavy sweetish smell of decomposition.And it was accompanied by a weak, hardly appreciable luminescence. In air over our heads there was again a grey smoky circle which accompanied us here. It was hardly shone in this gloom.
The circle has gradually passed in an oval. Grey colour has turned in painfully white, mixed with the yellow. Now it became similar to a mirror though it did not reflect us. But here I have understood, what is it not a mirror, it is an oval door. However, those forces that have resulted us here, did not drag us to it. Possibly, something came nearer to a door on the other hand.
And here in an oval there was a shade. It was slowly condensed and has gradually turned to a foggy figure. Only figure edges have been somehow strange deformed. Then instantly the image became clear and accurate.
I have seen the woman with a pale skin, with hair dark and long, reaching to knees. The body at it was purely female as a body of Gunnory, and me has penetrated a keen desire, as at the sight of Gunnory.
But what is it...
Perhaps I am am deceived by sight? When I thought of Gunnore, comparing it to this woman, this perfect body has begun to hesitate, covered it, and in the opinion of emerald-green as at Gru, the red flame has flashed, has felt fit of anger in it.
And still has involuntarily made a step forward. I was captured by the same feeling which I tested to Gunnore. I of what did not think, I have enclosed a sword in a sheath, I wanted, that my hands were free for...
And here my hand has concerned camber on my bag. Again the woman who waited for me, suited me, was covered it. A cup...
It, should be, has understood my confusion. Now she has stretched to me hands and the violent desire has overflowed me, I was ready to pass the distance dividing us, to concern with the hands of its silk skin, to caress it, to possess it... Each man could dream Of such woman and it suited me... It was...
Then both of them have disappeared and in an oval there was again a woman, its charms again began suit me. But now in it there was something not that, any defect. On a body its all time the small ripples ran and I have understood, what is it only illusion. That waited for me, suited me, raised in me wild desire, there was only the magical creation intended to entice a victim - me - into a trap.
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