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By: mm
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Chapter 1
Prediction
Never before has a wizard been so tired
like now. This one wasn't tired
physical - no! Moral
frayed and not yet fully healed
hand gave maximum effect.
The wizard walked... more precisely, into his
favorite place where he was aware of everyone
events and had everything you needed. Here,
Finally, a valley and a fire appeared.
Having walked another two hundred meters, the traveler no longer
could control his movements, so he
it was bad. One of the
shadows and approached the wizard and the cheerful
said in a tone:
- Hello, Mithrandir! You are so
you look like you tried something new
cast a spell on yourself!
- Oh, I feel bad, cheerful people!
The sorcerer bent double and fell on
earth...
...Openedone eye: wooden
the ceiling, I felt something underneath
soft. Opened the second eye... Attempt
rise: sharp pain in shoulder and arm.
A cry for help... An elf immediately appeared.
Where did I see him? Pain in my head... Where am I
have you seen this image? (events little by little
were recovering) Maybe it was him
then by the fire? Am I really
got to Elrond's house...
“Are you feeling bad, grandfather?” the elf was completely
yun, if such a word can be used in
regarding the elves.
- No, baby, I just had a bad dream
dream, so I screamed... call your uncle
Elronda, okay?
- Yes, yes... now.
The elf left, slamming the door,
frivolously forgetting that the patient
to a person all loud noises will melt away
head tenfold. Unfortunately
Mithrandir was no exception. In my head
thousands literally rang it
bells at once. Before your eyes right away
a picture appeared: he was standing on a ledge
rocks, below, at the foot, there is a war,
more precisely, an incomprehensible mess, mixing
with the red and black blood of opponents...
Suddenly he heard a voice: “Hey, buddy,
wake up!" The picture went out of sight and
flew away somewhere far, far away. Instead of
another one gradually surfaced: good
lighted room, next to the bed, on
which he lay, stood and withanxiety
looked at him... Elrond!
- Wake up! What's wrong with you?
The magician regained consciousness and managed to notice
that Elrond is not alone. Was next to him
elf, exactly the same as that baby,
but this one was mature and tall.
- No, it's okay, I just
thought about his... Elrond...magician
smiled, fully realizing who
stands in front of him. Mithrandir drawled
hands to hug a friend, but immediately
I lowered them, feeling pain.
- Don't bother yourself. I'm very happy too
see you. I'm doubly happy because
if you had come later, then everything could have happened
be much worse.
- Was there a lot of fuss with me yesterday?
- Oh, no. You are extremely light, so
informing you was not so bad! Much worse
completely different..., the elf standing nearby
answered for Elrond.
- Did something happen? - the magician looked
right into Elrond's eyes.
- Yes, friend, there is a lot to talk about,
but not in this state, in
where you are now.
“You’re right... as always,” the magician
turned to face the elf, and you,
Latarion (that was his name), I
All that remains is to congratulate.
- With what? - the elf was surprised.
- Well... this is your son
looked after me andwhen I was
here for the last time, it's not here yet
it was, the magician smiled, it only surprises me
that he is no longer a baby.
“You’re right, this is my son,” face
Latarion blushed, but that's enough
he's an adult because elves don't
allowed to leave home until
of a certain age, so my wife
my son and I were there for some time and
only now could it arrive.
“We still have time to talk,” interrupted
conversation Elrond, we must leave ours
guest of honor at rest, Latharion. Him
this is needed now.
The master of the house and the elf left, leaving
one magician... The magician was lying on the bed,
wondering how much longer he has
to do nothing like this... And,
Without expecting it, he fell asleep.
...Opened one eye: wooden
the ceiling, I felt something underneath
soft. Opened the second eye... Attempt
getting up: surprisingly easy.
I looked around: there was no one in the room,
There is darkness outside the window - apparently night has fallen.
The magician peered into the darkness and saw a weak
a light in the distance, apparently it was a fire
elves who tracked every night
everyone coming and going in this
valley. Looking around the room again,
the wizard noticed a note on the table,
it said the following: "HOW
WHEN YOU WAKE UP, GO DOWN TO THE LIVING ROOM." And
belowsignature - Elrond, in Elvish,
of course.
Mithrandir got out of bed and dressed himself in
your usual clothes: a hat with
pointed end and wide brim,
gray cassock, tied up with a belt of
ordinary twine with tassels, on legs
there were ankle boots made of rough leather, in the hands
was like a glove, relying
each magician has a staff, wooden and green
like a stone at the end, planted so skillfully,
that it seemed as if it had always been this way and
It couldn't be otherwise. Then the magician opened
window and, inhaling a portion of fresh air,
headed away from the room.
Closing the door behind him, Mithrandir
found himself on a balcony that covered
ring the entire second floor, on which
there was a magician. Only one from the balcony
the stairs went down, wide and straight,
the other two led to the attic
room, circling around wooden
columns From here the first floor was visible
excellent, and the wizard immediately noticed
Elrond sitting by the fireplace, next to him
Latharion was sitting. The elf sat on a three-legged
wooden stool, the owner of the house was sitting
on a chair apparently made from that
the same wood as the stool. It was nearby
an empty chair, it is most likely
intended for the magician. Only just
the wizard stepped down from the last one
steps, as Elrond's voice sounded,dissolving sonorously into the room
space.
- Come in, Gandalf, and sit down in this
chair, Elrond pointed with his hand to the one standing
to his left is a chair, and Latharion is
In the meantime, he added some wood to the fireplace.
The magician sat down in a chair and took out a pipe with
with a long mouthpiece, then took off the case,
hung on a belt and pulled out of it
a handful of tobacco. Then he stuffed tightly
pipe and lit tobacco, and the fire
appeared on its own every time
Mithrandir (or Gandalf, call it as
want) lit a pipe. Having made
a few puffs and let in two or three
ring, the magician turned to Latharion and
said:
- I only have one more time
congratulate you, Latarion, and this time
with a promotion. When was the last time I was
here, you were a simple sentinel, and now
you are the captain, Gandalf looked straight into
face to the elf, waiting to hear approval
or refutation.
- I really am the captain of the patrol squad,
but only temporarily, until the present
the captain arrives at home. Longing,
you know, around the house, Latharion looked behind
a window somewhere into the distance, but you guessed it
that I perform the duties of a captain?
The wizard looked at Elrond, who
responded with a smile. Then Gandalf pointed
looking at the elf, as if saying:
"Well, what? A bit weakyou have guards on
smartness!" Then Elrond threw
logs into the fire and turning to
Latarion, in an instructive voice began
enlighten the elf:
- Yesterday you admitted to Gandalf that
carried him to my house, and tonight
you sit with us, and not at your post,
although you know that we always have patrol
24/7. What do you think?
does this follow? - Elrond looked at
Latarion with a comically interrogative
glance.
- Yes... Everything you listed is included in
captain's duties! How the hell is everything
take it, just, the elf scratched the back of his head and this
caused a slight chuckle from the others, but
you, Gandalf, have more than enough health,
if you are in such bad condition as
We were there yesterday, and you still remember everything.
- For me, it’s generally a mystery that I’m so
quick recovery. I feel it's waiting for me
some surprise, Gandalf looked at
Elrond, accurately parodying him in that
moment when he looked at Latharion.
The elf laughed wildly, and when
calmed down, Elrond said:
- If you remember a lot, Gandalf, then
tell us how you received
wounded hand, the face of the owner of the house took
such a serious look that the elf sitting
next to me, I regretted that I allowed myself
laughing so hard.
- Well,Please. As you know, bye
there was a battle going on, I judged on one of the cliffs
Lonely mountain, there were several for that
reasons. And when the goblin troops
got to the top, one of the goblins
archers just caught me with an arrow,
which I later received in full...
- “I just got hooked”, you say?.. Yeah,
hooked, but not easy! Oh, not easy!
- What do you want to say? - wizard
even turned the chair around so that they
now they weren’t sitting next to each other, but were facing
face.
- Do you know what is at the end?
goblin arrows?
- Usually, plant poison...
“This time she also had magic on her.” And
not some frail spellcaster, but a powerful one,
concentrated anger, and this
that means... Elrond fell silent.
Having released the ring, the magician finished
thought: “So the arrow was intended
for me, at these words his eyes
flared up."
- But everything is fine, that's good
ends..., Latharion’s voice continues
emitted apathemism, in defiance of the formidable
dialogue between his interlocutors.
- Yes, by the way, how did you manage to
cure so quickly? It couldn't have happened without
strangers, no offense said..., when
With these words the wizard looked at
the front door, and then a couple of chairs,
standing at a distance fromthem, you are someone
are you expecting?
- Yes. Should be coming any minute
two people. One you know well, but
here's the second one... then the door creaked and
two came in. One is small in stature, in
blue robe, which he is apparently very
was proud, the second one is not much higher than the first one,
but much wider. Both were in
hooded, so there were no faces
see.
- Come in and sit down, - Elrond
pointed to two chairs that
recently noticed by Gandalf.
Both took a chair and sat in a radius
around the fireplace. Gandalf sat down so that
he could see everyone.
- Perhaps you could introduce yourself, after all?
Gandalf gazed intently at
arrived.
- With pleasure, sir. My name is Monan, -
when the man took off his hood, Gandalf
I saw that he was a very young man,
seventeen years old. And most importantly,
he knew him.
- Monan, what are you doing here? Why
Are you not continuing your studies at the citadel?
Maybe you were kicked out for non-compliance
instructions? Gandalf saw that several
shocked the boy with so many
questions and stopped asking them.
“You see, sir,” Monan began.
uncertainly, while you were away, I passed
Third examsSteps and me
placed as an apprentice to Merlin. How are you
you know he's a keeper
ancient legends, and... precisely for this reason
the reason I'm here, the sorcerer of the Third Stage
spoke as if he was guilty of something,
and then he completely lowered his eyes to the floor, so
how I couldn’t stand it on myself anymore
the gaze of the “big” magician.
- I would like to add that it was Monan
cured you in such a short time,
Gandalf, at these words of Elrond
the apprentice magician blushed deeply.
- Come on..., - Gandalf spoke with a big
irony, well, of course, Your Power,
did you succeed?
Gandalf completely made his
young interlocutor, but he collected himself
thoughts and replied: “I made a tincture
felicia and put two spells on him
healing"
- For the first time I see the magician of the Third
Steps used difficulty spells
Fifth!!! Gandalf looked intently
as Merlin's apprentice.
“Oh, no!” flashed through my head
Monana, did he really think that I was secretly
I get into Master Merlin's library? (by
to tell the truth it was so, but Monan,
in order to clear my conscience, I threw it away
to the "thirst for knowledge")"
The young magician grew increasingly nervous as he fumbled
eyes around the room, as if he wanted
find a corner where you canwill hide from the boring gaze of Gandalf,
or, which is much better, fail altogether
through the ground, without leaving the spot. But, to
Luckily for him, the topic was changed.
- I think you and Monan will still have time
talk about the professional side
your business, but we have a personality,
which we simply must listen to, like
I think Elrond pointed his hand at
a man sitting in a hood.
At this moment, the young magician's companion
threw back the hood. But he found himself in gray
mask: only the eyes were visible, large
gray eyes.
- Look, gentlemen, there is a man in front of you
from the ancient legend about the Traveler Iz
Possible Future Times.
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