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Anyway it has broken its ice calmness. It has not frowned, has not started back at all, but I somehow felt that it is disturbed, shaken. Probably, in this country there were different forces. I have met one of them, Gateja was included into the union with another. And these forces were not amicable among themselves, more likely on the contrary.All it has quickly flown at me in a brain. And then changes have started to occur. On a white dress there were colour divorces, harmonous, on children's angular body of the girl was approximated, a half moon it is necessary a forehead has turned to a circle - the full moon. And in this appearance I have learnt they be Gunnora, only in other clothes. The girl, now the mature woman is all it, only with different symbols.
The cold that surrounded me, gradually disappeared. Became warmer. I felt a smell of summer, mature fruit, dusty aroma of ears. Two parties same! it worshipped to one, and in me there lived memoirs on a kiss of the second.
But only one instant I saw before myself my amber lady. Then it has disappeared from my internal field of vision. However it has left after herself sensation of that I am accepted that now before me will open more gate conducting in the mysterious country. Means, I can receive that I wish, but only force of the will, reason. And little by little all will come to me, and the more I will apply forces, the will come more.
- it! - I have called her. I passionately would like to hear its velvet voice, my lips have flashed fire as though again they were burnt by its kiss.
- Diana! - I have cried out other name.
- has stretched hands as though wished to keep someone. But I knew that we again one. The power which was called by her, has responded also to me.
Its voice became unfortunate as though she called the close relative who has left her for ever. Then her hands have fallen to knees, the head has powerlessly overhung on a breast.
I have not approached to it as knew that any my touch only will strengthen its pain. But I have told:
- It was Gunnora, the girl, the woman.
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