ZX Pilot #41 29 декабря 2002

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Novella - Prediction.

              N O V E L L A



(C) X-mus


                 Chapter 1.

              Prediction.


   Never before had a magician so neither tired
as of now. This fatigue was not
Physical - no! Moral istrepannost
and still not fully healed arm gave
maximum effect. The Wizard was
home ... rather, his favorite place
He was aware of all the events and had all
necessary. Here, finally, seemed to
Valley and a bonfire. Having another two hundred meters,
traveler could no longer control the movement
so it was bad. Separated from the fire
one of the shadows and came to the magician and
cheerful tone said:

   - Hello, Mitrandir! You're so
it looks as if tried a new
spell on yourself personally!

   - Oh, poor me, the people rejoice!

   Sorcerer bent in half and fell to the
ground ...

   ... I opened one eye: a wooden
ceiling, under a felt something
soft. He opened the other eye ... Attempt
rise: a sharp pain in the shoulder and arm.
A cry for help ... Immediately came the elf. Where
I saw him? Pain in my head ... I've seen
this image? (Events gradually
restored) Maybe it was then
campfire? Am I still got to
House of Elrond ...

   - You bad grandfather? - Elf was quite
young, if that word can be used in
against the Elves.

   - No, baby, I just dreamed of a bad
sleep, so I cried ... Call-ka uncle
Elrond, okay?

   - Yes, yes ... now.

   Elf left slamming the door,
carelessly forgetting that a sick person
all the loud noises Lying in my head
tenfold. Unfortunately Mitrandir was not
exception. In his head he literally
jingle bells, thousands at once. Before
eyes at once appeared the picture: it's worth
on a ledge of rock at the bottom of the foot, is
war, more precisely, an incomprehensible mush
mixing with the red and black blood
opponents ... Suddenly he heard a voice: "Hey,
buddy, wake up! "The picture went out of the field
view and claimed somewhere far away.
Instead, it gradually emerged another:
well-lit room, next to
bed on which he lay, and stood with
anxiously looking at him ... Elrond!

   - Wake up! What is it? Magician came to
consciousness and had noticed that Elrond did not
one. Beside him was an elf, exactly
same as the one baby, but this was an adult
and high.

   - No, it's okay, I just
thought about his ... Elrond ...- mag
smiled, fully realizing it, who is in front
it is worth. Mitrandir stretched out his hands,
to hug each other, but then dropped them,
feeling the pain.

   - Do not bother. I am also very happy
see you. I am happy twice, because
if you come later, then it could have been
much worse.

   - A lot of fuss was with me yesterday?

   - Oh, no. You have to be extremely easy, so that
bring you been so bad! Much worse
quite another ...,- elf standing next
answered for Elrond.

   - Did something happen? - The magician looked
straight in the eyes of Elrond.

   - Yes, my friend, many things need to talk,
but not in a condition in which
you are now.

   - You're right ... as always - the magician
turned to the elf - and you
Latarion (that's his name), I
can only be congratulated.

   - With what? - Surprised elf.

   - Well ... because it is your son
looked after me, and when I was here
the last time, it was not yet - the magician
smiled - only surprises me that
he is no longer a baby.

   - You are right, this is my son - a person
Latariona flushed with paint - but rather
adults, it is because the elves did not
permitted to leave their homeland to
of a certain age, so my wife
son for some time there and
only now able to attend.

   - Talk have time - interrupted
conversation Elrond - must leave our
guest of honor at rest Latarion. He is
needed now.

   Landlord and Elf withdrew, leaving
a magician ... Magician was lying in bed, thinking
how much do he still idle
in this way ... And, that not expecting
asleep.

   ... I opened one eye: a wooden
ceiling, under a felt something
soft. He opened the other eye ... Attempt
rise: a surprisingly easy. Looked:
the room is unoccupied, the darkness outside the window -
apparently, it was night. Mage peered into
the darkness and saw a faint light in the distance,
apparently it was a fire elves who
every night, keep track of all incoming and
vanish into the valley. Looking around again
room, a magician noticed a note on
table, it reads as follows: "How
Wake up, get down in the living room. "And
signature at the bottom - Elrond, in Elvish,
course.

   Mitrandir got out of bed and dressed in
their normal clothes: a hat with a pointed
end and a broad-brimmed gray robe
color, tighten their belts from ordinary
strings with tassels on his feet were
boots of coarse leather, in the hands of
was like a glove, which relied
each mage staff, wood, green
stone at the end, planted so skillfully
it seemed as if it always has been and
otherwise could not be. Then the magician opened the window
and inhaled dose of fresh air
walked away from the room.

   Closing the door behind him, Mitrandir
found himself on the balcony, which covered
ring the entire second floor, where
was the magician. From the balcony, only one
Stairs went down, broad and straight,
the other two were at the attic,
circling around the wooden columns. Hence
the first floor could be seen perfectly, and
magician immediately noticed Elrond sitting
the fireplace, next to him sat Latarion. Elf
sat on a three-legged wooden stool,
owner of the house sat on a chair, apparently
made from the same tree as a stool.
Nearby was an empty seat, it,
probably meant the magician.
Only a magician came to the last
step-like voice of Elrond
resoundingly dissolved in indoor
space.

   - Come, Gandalf, and sit down in it
chair - Elrond pointed to a worthwhile
left of the chair, and so Latarion
time-tossed wood into the fireplace.

   Mag sat in a chair and pulled up with
long cigarette holder, and then took off the pouch,
suspended on a belt, and drew from it
a handful of tobacco. He then tightly stuffed
pipe and smoked tobacco, and fire
appear by itself whenever
Mitrandir (or Gandalf, call it
like) was lighting his pipe. Making the
a few puffs and put two or three
ringlet, the magician turned to Latarionu and
said:

   - I can only again
congratulate you, Latarion, and this time with
increase. When I was last
Here, you have been a simple patrol, but now
You - Captain - Gandalf looked straight into
elf face, expecting to hear an endorsement or
refutation.

   - I really captain of patrol squad
but only temporarily, until the real captain
arrives in his homeland. Tosca, you know, for
home - Latarion looked out the window somewhere
into the distance - but you guessed that I
employed as captain?

   The Wizard looked at Elrond, the
replied with a smile. Then Gandalf said
eyes at the elf, as if to say: "Well,
what? Rather weak you have security guards on
wit! "Then Elrond threw logs
the fire and turning to Latarionu,
instructive voice began to educate
elf:

   - Just yesterday you admitted Gandalf that
carried him to my house, but tonight you
sit with us and not on duty, although
know that we always watch
clock. Do you think that this
imply? - Elrond looked at Latariona
with comic-questioning look.

   - Yes ... All that you have listed is included in the
Acting Captain! What about all the hell
Take just - elf scratched his head and
It made the rest easy laugh - but
you, Gandalf, health rife,
if you are in such bad condition as they were
Today, more and remember everything.

   - For me, all my mystery so
rapid recovery. I feel, I'm waiting
some surprise - Gandalf looked at
Elrond, just parodied it in the
when he looked at Latariona.
Elf laughed wildly, and when
calmed down, said Elrond:

   - "If you lot do you remember Gandalf, then
Tell us how you got injured
hand - a person who has taken such a master of the house
serious, that the elf sitting next to
regretted that he allowed himself so much
laugh.

   - Well, please. As you know,
until the battle was, I sat on one of the cliffs
Lonely mountain, then there were several
reasons. And when the goblin units
reach the summit, one of the goblin
archers just hooked my arm, for
that later received a full ...

   - "Just caught", you say .. Yeah,
caught, but not easy! Oh, is not easy!

   - What do you mean? - The magician
even launched a chair so that they are now
did not sit together, and were face to face.

   - Do you know what is at the end
Goblin arrows?

   - Usually, the vegetable poison ...

   - This time it was still magic. AND
not some frail zaklinanitse, and powerful,
concentrated fury, and that means ... Elrond paused.

   Let me ring, the magician has finished the thought:
"Hence, the arrow was meant for me at these words his eyes 
flashed." 

   - But all's well that good
ends ...,- voice Latariona and
emitted optimism at odds formidable
dialogue of his interlocutors.

   - Yes, by the way, how did you manage me
so quick cure? There has not been without
outsiders, not to insult said when ...,-
these words the magician looked at the front
door, and then a couple of chairs and standing
some distance from them - do you expect someone?

   - Yes. From minute to come
two people. One of you is familiar, and
Here's the second ...,- then the door creaked and
entered two. One small growth in
blue robe, which he seems very
proud of, and the second is not much higher than the first,
but much wider. Both were
hoods, so that individuals were not
discern.

   - Come in and sit down - Elrond
pointed to two chairs, which
recently spotted Gandalf. Both have taken on
a chair and sat radius around the fireplace.
Gendalf villages so that he could see
all.

   - It may be to imagine after all? -
Gandalf stared into
arrivals.

   - With pleasure, sir. My name is Mona, a man took off his 
hood, Gandalf I saw that this young man,

seventeen years of age. And most importantly,
he knew him.

   - Mona, what are you doing here? Why
not continue their studies in the citadel? May
you kicked out for not following the instructions? Gandalf saw 
several dumbfounded a boy with so many questions and

stopped to ask.

   - You see, sir, - began Monan
uncertain - while you are away, I passed
Exams third stage and put me
apprenticed to Merlin.