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gel, who had descended from heaven. The girl looked around —

no one. She looked up at the sky and shouted:

– You’re lost here…

But her voice broke, and she didn’t repeat it.

No one responded.

Lina crouched down. She’d watched a lot of movies and decided not to touch such things with her bare hands.


With one finger, through a three-fold

handkerchief, she touched the sword – nothing happened. Then,

without letting go of her handkerchief, she took

hold of her hand with two fingers. The cloth slipped, and Lina almost dropped the sword, but

when she reached out with all her hands, she caught it – again, nothing.

«Ugh,» she breathed out in relief, and took a

more comfortable grip on the hilt, twirling the sword in the air.

It was small and very light, but it still

felt balanced. The girl felt the handle

shake, changing its shape, and now

lay as comfortably as possible in her hand. It didn’t seem cold, even though

it looked like the sword was made of a solid piece

of metal. And the metal was strange, unknown. Silvery

as a mirror, it reflected everything around it. The blade was very sharp.

The handle on top was quite

simple: a slight bend and curl to the right and left.

It ended in a curve at the bottom, a strange head

with open, empty eyes. Nothing more to note-

It was empty, and Lina hurried to put it

back in her backpack, but the sword fell out immediately, cutting a small hole in the bottom

.Then the girl wrapped it in a jacket and, having already

stuffed this bag into her backpack, went to the house.

In front of the house, Lina checked to

make sure the sword was wrapped up well, to see if there was a glint anywhere. She

didn’t want to tell anyone about the strange find just yet.

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Everyone was asleep at home. The girl tiptoed

into her room, kicked off her shoes, flopped down on the bed

,and fell asleep.


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CHAPTER 6. THE AWAKENING

Inhale and exhale, inhale and exhale, then faster, faster, even

faster. Reana woke up and sat up in bed. It wasn

’t bad, but it was also restless. It seemed that something was wrong. The girl

got up, went to the kitchen and drank cold water. I lay

back down. I couldn’t sleep. Hot. Opened – cold. I rolled

over on my pillow – it was hot. I slid down to the floor – ho-

lodno. She sat up, leaning her back against the bed. Sleep was gone with