Immortals. Alma and Scythe of Death

“We are faithful to Ella’s Covenants. In two days we will prepare the best rook for you. Our sailors will instantly deliver you to Alatyr, — the cordial foreman promised, — but for now, live with me, there is enough space.

“Thank you for your kind words. And you are Auld and you are Sineon, meeting us with good, and not for the first time.

Alma saw Kata and Yalin step aside, whisper. The Way approached the young healer, and raised the fist of his right hand to his forehead, giving unprecedented honor to the young novice. Everyone looked anxiously at the Watazhnik. He put his fingers in the little palms of the girl, as if not noticing how he wrapped Scarpey around them for one second, connecting them.

“I’ve had a dream. I know who you are, “he whispered,” I must serve you. “I will be faithful until death.

— Way, come here! Ard shouted.

— Go, don’t sack, the girl ordered.

The way quickly returned to his artel, the feeder grabbed him by the shoulder and dragged him away. The merrymakers slowly went to their boat. The foreman, pretending that he did not understand anything, led the guests to him. The chosen ones walked decorously and measured, without losing dignity, the sailors carried their belongings.

Alma looked at the houses of the large two-story Gandvika. Dogs, guardians of houses, crawled out into the street, tearing their skins to blood, ran after a small healer, trying to poke their noses, if not in her palm, then at least in her leg. She had to sit down, stroke almost every one, and say sternly:

“Go home. They are waiting for you!

The tailed satellites ran back. But even returning to their estates, they continued to howl sadly. Sineon turned and frowned. I couldn’t say anything. Chosen ones, what to take from them.

Alma looked carefully at the houses of the city. Fences, perhaps, were stickier, and so — it is very similar, everything was at home, in Sad. And, wild stone sheds met. Lipa came closer to Mara, and whispered with the mentor, and she finally agreed.

“You can come to me. Kata where?

“Yes, here I am,” said a friend.

“Mara let me. Come to me. Meet my family. We are fine — and she smiled weakly.

Three novices went to a large estate, and after them Old’s unots dragged a dragnet with their stalls. It was hard for the young man, because the belongings were considerable. But he tried to show that he had nothing to do with everything, but it was clear that he was sweating.

“Here is my house,” Lipa let her friends know, and opened the gate.

The dog recognized the mistress immediately, greeted him for a long time, then ran up to Alma, and rubbed his head on her hand. Hearing voices in the yard, they came down from the room and home. There was a grayish one ahead. a very tall man, like all the giants, followed by a slightly overweight woman, and after them, smiling, the Lipa brothers appeared, apparently, weather.

— Ah, Lipa, it’s good to come! Father said, hugging his pet.

Finally, the girl dealt with her father, mother and brothers, turned to her friends.

— This is Kata, and Alma, the great healer and healer. Well, this is my father, Arn. My mother’s name is Kalma. And these are my brothers — Pirga, Dragut and Virga.

“So young,” Arn could not believe.

“Your leg hurts, fisherman. If you want, I’ll heal right away.

The man only led with his shoulder, and took three steps forward, not a drop believing in the words of the girl. He was used to trusting wise, elderly healers, there was also a girl who had barely reached female age.

Alma grinned at the man’s disbelief, and which leg hurt the man. The black stripe was on the right knee. She bent down a little, and barely touched the sore spot. Arn’s face changed indescribably… He easily sat down, then jumped, and sat down again. Then he climbed the stairs, and returned with two skins of sables in his hands, and put the gift in the hands of the guest.

— Noooo… — the girl tried to deny, — I’m visiting…

Kata shook her head, showing that the gift should not be refused.

“I walked with difficulty. That’s not enough…

Then Kalma grabbed her husband’s hand, and looked at Alma and Lipa.

“The furs are very beautiful. Thank you, — answered the medicine woman, and then Arn calmed down.

— Our bath is hot, wash from the road, — suggested Kalma.

It was impossible to refuse, not according to custom, and Lipa led the Chosen to a low house, above which smoke from a hot stove rose.

— Here, come in. Everything is ready, “she said, opening the door to the dressing room.

And exactly, kvass stood on the table, as well as herbal infusion. Alma looked around, but our covered wing, where she carefully put her snake. Scarpea reluctantly left the cozy and warm place. The girls quickly found themselves in a bathhouse, where they could warm up after a long journey. After the girls began to comb their longest hair. Well, Alma, who had just come out of childhood, had long curls alternating with very short ones, however, light and reddish, like all giants. Again, she mowed her eyes to the drawings on the skin of her friends, and yet there were differences.