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Force joined me. And not only force - and something new. Any new reason transforming me someone of another. However I was not that vessel which he waited which required. There was between us a barrier. It was that remains from me, Elrona that has decided to die but not to give itself to the stranger.However, in spite of the fact that unknown will power could not enter completely into me, I have felt that I possess power which did not feel in itself earlier. Probably, the one who wished to enter into me, has allocated with this power that I served it. And it can has decided to serve me? But I doubted the last. I was not the sorcerer, not the Bard, I could not open the reason and subordinate to it invisible.
Inna has jumped on feet fast movement and was removed from me. Before I have had time to seize it, she has stretched hands in a direction to moving shades which all came nearer, has loudly shouted:
- The hall, lunno-born, light carrier, I here!
I have put a cup back for a belt and have rushed to it. I have clasped a hand its throat and have dragged up it to an altar. And it, as though has turned again to a cat. It was scratched, hissed, splashed a saliva, tried to bite me. And so she struggled, while I have not pressed down it to the earth. The raincoat has slid off it during struggle and lay at our feet. I have leant against a blue stone plate, squeezing in hands its body, slippery from sweat. I hardly constrained it and did not risk to release. She has absolutely gone mad. It was not that Inna that I knew earlier.
The risen wind has overtaken for clouds, having closed the moon and now illusive gravestone candles were a unique light source. Twice it tore to shout again, both times I had time to intercept its throat.
It was pure, the high-pitched sound.
Clouds were condensed over us and the drizzle has gone. I have lifted Inna on the feet, one hand have thrown over it a raincoat.
- Cover, - I have hoarsely ordered. This soft fragrant flesh in my hands has called that wild insuperable desire which in the Black Tower used as the weapon against me, tempted me. No, in no event it is impossible to give in to a temptation, it will open a door for our enemies.
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