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"It's so beautiful here!" Nadya exclaimed. I'm holding my daughter's hand, standing on the cobblestone streets of Edinburgh, surrounded by hundreds of ordinary people who are sleeping.The whistle is getting closer - the era of the other is coming to an end. "It's beautiful," I said. "Everything here is real." "But everyone is asleep," said Nadya gloomily. "Like Sleeping Beauty in the fairy tale. Do you want to wake them up?" She can awaken... just teach her - she can do anything now. "Aren't you tired?" I asked.My legs were weak and my head was a little dizzy.

"Why?" Nadya asked in surprise. "Wait a minute," I said. "Wait a minute and we're going to wake everyone up... those we can wake up. Daddy has something important to do right now. Can you help Daddy?" "How to help?" "Just hold my hand." I closed my eyes, opened my arms, and held my breath. I need to feel the city.Feel the rocks and walls that haven't forgotten Merlin and Arthur.Humans may forget the past, but rocks don't.And the old castle, fixed over the city like a crown, never forgetting, waiting forever. Why are we so stupid sometimes?Magic can be found everywhere, but why do we still expect it to be hidden in some magic tool that we can claim for ourselves?

Of course, the great wizard Merlin did not hide his main magic masterpiece in the twilight world. He didn't expect the power of the clay giant to overcome everything, and he didn't believe that the iron cage-like castle would be impenetrable.This ancient castle has stood on the cliff for fifteen hundred years, and people guard it and occupy it.It was destroyed many times and rebuilt several times.The proud king of Scotland kept his treasures here.Merlin used rocks covered with ancient text patterns as the cornerstone of the castle, and these rocks are waiting for their glorious moment.

One should approach them, touch them, feel them... "Lightbringer!" A voice behind me jolted me out of my trance, and I turned around. Edgar and Alina stood motionless in front of me, looking at me.I was surprised to see their eyes full of fear.Gennady was running as fast as he could, screaming as he ran.Did he think that shouting could enhance the magic?In the process of running, he undergoes a metamorphosis, gradually losing his human characteristics.His tusks were growing longer, his face was pale, and his gray messy hair was beginning to fall out in strands. I raise my hands to gather energy for the spell "Prayer in Gray".

Then Nadya took a step forward and shouted to the vampire: "Don't yell at my daddy!" Gennady swayed.What hit him was something worse than hatred.But he couldn't stop anymore, he was still running, but it was very difficult, as if he was running against a hurricane.Eventually he fell with a plop at our feet.Nadya screamed and hid behind me. I knelt down, looked into Gennady's eyes and said: "Kostya and Polina are waiting for you. They let you go. Go now. There is still time." In an instant his eyes were no longer crazy.Shoshkin looked at me and said: "Can't they come back?"

"They can't. Never. But I will fulfill their request. Go ahead, there's still time." "Help me, Anton," he said in a normal tone. "Turn around, Nadya!" I said. "I don't look, I don't look!" The daughter muttered, she turned around and covered her eyes with her hands to show her promise. I raise my hand.Gennady watched my every movement like a fascination.In this way, the "gray prayer" sent the vampire to the sixth layer of the twilight world. I stood up and looked at Edgar and Alina.They looked neither at me nor at Gennady, their eyes were fixed on Nadya.

"'Zero Energy' Other," Arina said ecstatically. "'Absolute Magician'..." "I'll give you five minutes," I said, looking at them. "five minutes later……" "We have minefields," Edgar asked beggingly, "will it work?" "They're going to hunt you down," I said. "I will too. Listen, you have five minutes. This is because the Others are asking me to forgive you." "What do you want to do?" Alina asked. "Do what the dead others desire. Bring death to them. For there can be no new life without death."

Edgar frowned.He opened a small bag hanging on his waist, took out a small bone ball from the bag and handed it to Alina.Alina silently took the ball. "You help me too, Lightbringer," Edgar said. "It's easy for you." "You're covered in talismans like a Christmas tree with ornaments. How can I help you?" "I'll help him," Alina said suddenly. "Don't be distracted and do your own thing." I don't understand what exactly she did.Seems to just move his lips.Edgar smiled, and at that moment his face became young and handsome.Then his legs bent involuntarily, and his whole body fell suddenly on the cobblestone street.

"You're not going to go with them?" I said. "Are you worthy to be an emissary of light?" "You know, you can achieve your goals one way or another," Alina says. "The dead others will get what they seek!" I shake my head.Glancing at the castle, he closed his eyes again. "I'll give you back the phone..." Alina said. "I don't need other people's stuff." Behind me the "minefield" exploded with a bang, opening a tunnel for Alina, such a tunnel cannot be monitored.She was a strange messenger of darkness in the past, and now she is a strange messenger of light...

Suddenly I heard music—very weak, very soft.Alina turned on the player on her phone.Is it by chance? Maybe she's trying to prove that she knows a lot more about modern technology than I thought? . It seems that getting out of the shadow of death is a great happiness.Whether you are a Darkbringer or a Lightbringer, you have the opportunity to continue on your own path after all.Only through collapse, disintegration and death can we move on.To rebirth, to revival, to Nirvana. The weather-beaten rocks at the top of the cliffs await. I get close to them.There is no need for incantations, no words, no decorum.You just need to know where to approach and what to pray for.

Merlin always thought of ways to get out of trouble for himself.Even when preparing to enter the Other's Paradise, he speculates that perhaps the stolen Paradise is Hell. "Forgive them, I pray piously, I don't know who they are. Please forgive them. They have done a lot of evil and sin. But everything has its own time, and everything can be forgiven. Forgive them... ..." The castle towering over the city seemed to sigh.Birds circling in the sky began to land.The turbid dust mist in the air gradually dissipated.The last rays of the setting sun sprinkled on the city - it promised to return to the world with the dawn. I feel the world shrinking, trembling.I seem to have seen with my own eyes the stone statue on the Uzbek Devil Plateau collapse, and saw the other who entered the twilight after death melt there with a relaxed expression and a glimmer of hope. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. "Dad, can I watch it?" Nadya asked. "Just look with one eye, okay?" "Okay," I said as I squatted down -- my legs couldn't hold me any longer. "Dad, take a short break, and we'll go home...can you take a shortcut for me?" "Okay," Nadya said. "No, no shortcuts," I suddenly changed my mind. "I don't like shortcuts. How about we fly back?" "That's great!" Nadya exclaimed. "Fly! Are we coming back here?" I looked at her and smiled.Maybe I should teach her not to make hasty decisions, not to take shortcuts? "It will," I said. "Don't you really think this is the last guardian?"

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