Aramtenek could see and talk to her mom. Her mom was distant. However, Aramtenek still was so happy to see her. She could see her, talk to her. That was enough. And after that it was quiet for a while. Mills stopped working, oceans' tides calmed down, animals became quiet. Aramtenek knew that everything had a price and she had to pay for those moments of happiness. Happiness comes with worry and predicament of the following unhappiness. That what her father used to say. He was right. But still, happiness is stronger than grief. It fades away faster though.
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Aramtenek kept going.
She kept going. There were old boulders, fallen stars, bones and dead creatures but she kept going. Nothing could stop her. Nothing and no one. She kept leading herself towards her happy future with her diseased parents. The mirrors could lie, she knew that. So did people. People, creatures and in-betweens could lie too. She did not want to believe someone alive so she might as well believe her own phantasy. People and creatures die, Kingdoms fall, but dreams never do. She kept walking and she kept dreaming.
The Yuzuses were standing on a shore. Angry Yuzuses they were still her blood. The Serkachik looked at Aramtenek a little wary at first but he handed her a talking mirror. Aramtenek handed him papirus.
What about key, Anigad asked
First show me the cave
Anigad started crying.
-what happened to you? You left dear home your betrayed your blood!
Aramtenek's heart stirred but later she remembered that her aunt's heart turned into stone hundreds of moons ago.
Yuzuses came with peace but there could be a stone or a knife hidden somewhere.
Suddenly she noticed that Anigad had been crying with green slimy tears.
She shrugged and turned her back on them. The whole scene was truly a disgusting thing.
Aramtenek realized that real enemy was not her angry Yuzuses. Real enemy was crazy Feya, a murmaid with two tongues. One tongue used to tell lies, another one the truth.
Godzebo have been laying on the green turmuluk sofa for hours, he had had those apathy happenings when Aramtenek was not back in her King dome. Depressed dwarf dragon, who could imagine that? However, that was the truth. He heard steps approaching the door and became alert. When he was sure 100 per cent that key hit the lock, he unexpectedly for himself burped with the fire and burnt his fur on the forhead, he yelled from pain and happiness; they both coincided at that moment. He was happy to see his Aramtenek but his forehead was on fire, not literally already, it just was red and burning.
Aramtenek hugged him and after assessing the situation, she dumped a jug with the cold water on him and he choked on his own steam this time.
-You are such a messy mess, you are silly boy, she whispered.
The sunset on water was beautiful. "Water" was anything that looked like ocean, sea lake or pond. Modern age creatures forgot all names and definitions. Images mattered the most now. Godzebo liked the water and the sand. He was playing with the seagulls that were just" gumuloje" in teneks' language. This meant ' a flying object.'
--No, we are not going to catch my dreams into the green vesesl and talk to my parents,Aramtenek stated
-Skadragon shrugged, as he caught an arctic tone in her voice. --I do not know what I can do for you then
--Nothing. We share a dark castle together but that does not mean anything. You cannot help me to know the truth. I do not want to know the truth.
--Well then. I agree, sometimes truth is hard to take and accept
--Maybe at the right time
--probably
Вчера подала документы в универ. Коммуникации с медиа уклоном. Эссе я конечно написала. 4 предложения. Ибо я была с простудой
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Aramtenek applied to the Academy of witchcraft. She was sure that the real witchcraft would help her to fight bad powers.
second pebble meant Tuesday in Teneks system of orientation in life. The pebbles were put out on the wooden tray at every sunrise.
At the first pebble dragons came round. They were looking for their owners but Aramtenek didn't want to have anything with them. She had her Godzebo
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Мудрая индейская притча о двух волках
Старый индеец рассказывает своему внуку: "Внутри каждого человека идет борьба, очень похожая на борьбу двух волков. Один волк представляет зло, зависть, ревность, эгоизм, амбиции, ложь… Другой волк представляет добро, мир, любовь, надежду, истину, доброту, верность. Маленький индеец на несколько мгновений задумался, а потом спросил:" А какой волк побеждает?" Старый индеец улыбнулся: "Всегда побеждает тот волк, которого ты кормишь." Какие мудрые слова.
Последний раз я носила лосины лет 20 назад когда мама привозила мне их из Польши. Кто бы мог подумать, что я буду опять их носить?
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It started at night. Thousands of weird creatures with blue hair broke in into the Ton Biblik and started beat everyone with some kind of rusty chain. Most of the creatures didn't even understand what had happened and in panic tried to escape, flee or fly away but blue haired mobsters bashed more than hundred villages per one night. Aramtenek got in the middle of this havoc and tried just to piece herself together.