x x x (a part 5)
The obstinate ascension the Unsteady haze shrouds tops of hills, they absolutely already
Close and in this shivering haze to me the woman, more truly only suddenly is
Silhouette of a female figure. It is hardly distinguishable in the heated fog, persons,
I as I strain sight cannot make out its clothes, but from its figure blows
Despair. It is any unknown to me in the image, on distance I feel and
Still I know, that woman this unknown and practically invisible to me tries
To stop us and to warn against something terrible, that inevitably waits for
Horizon my Companion, however, does not see or its His hand does not wish to see
Persistently involves me to hill top Last forces in despair
I collect and … I wake up from own shout.
The body is still shown in a vain attempt to stop and stop the
The guide … Some seconds I sit I in bed, trying to weaken
The muscles shown by a spasm and to return to the cool validity of the cosy
Bedrooms. And then I am again forgotten by a deep dream, already without any dreams.
Next morning I have immediately told the maintenance of the dream to the healer - other
At all has not come to to me mind, though goodness knows where from lodged in me since morning
Since the moment of awakening confidence that it will be my dream
It is dissatisfied, I could prompt the return However piously observed our agreement,
Because seconds did not doubt - the rupture promised to it, the termination
Works with me to term and the subsequent unknown, but "gloomy" as has defined
It consequences is an absolute reality of It I was afraid. Was afraid then
More than unknown, but too the frightening ending which it is still vague
Seemed to me.
My presentiment was fair - it forced me again and again
To retell to it the maintenance of my dream, achieving new details and
The smallest details and carried away by interrogation, similar slightly has lost the control over
Itself - invariable benevolent, but at times passionless, at times
Its discharged attention has given way to notable irritation, as if I,
The careless and disobedient schoolgirl, has made something not so, having broken the ideal
Course of the perfect program put in pawn by it.
For what you become angry about me? - I have suddenly set to it absolutely unexpectedly
For itself a question And as if separate notes in empty my soul
Have rung out more distinctly, trying to make the way consciousness, merging in the recognised
Melody But is not present, that time has not come still.
However something unusual nevertheless has occurred - for the first time for whole eternity,
As started to seem already to me, our acquaintance, I have taken him unawares
In total instant lasted it, and the 100-th and thousand were a criterion to that instant
Shares of second - but I have seen - in the fused gold of his eyes полыхнули,
Disturbing and terrible simultaneously, sparks.