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What is necessary for the happiness of the Supreme Vidmi most important valley inhabited by zvichaynistsky vampires? In love with a robot? Successful career? Steps to the archmage? Abo ... Friends are powerless to give the correct advice, then the enemies will help you with everything!
Otzhe, black kobil osidlana, enchanting sword of imprisonment - and Volha Ridna again destroys the spirits of the undead, and infects competitors, faces and inspires the saints.

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Olga Gromiko

Verkhovna Vidma

The black kobila suspected with an innocent look to stand for a gank, waving lazily with a luxurious tail. Early її zasіdla and brought; Vernishe, the stinks were sleeping with the wires. Knowing tsyu nevgamovna nahabnitsya - a year out in one place is not idle ... it means that she caught a walk here and turn around. It was beautifully clear, the valley was still sleeping, wrapped in a carpet of fog, not thick and cold like spring. It’s like a kobila naughty here, it won’t be soon to show, then it’s possible for you to come - the master of the horse is shaking his head more strongly, hairy behind his shoulders, and reconciled to a strimcha.

Don't go.

Vaughn lowers her leg, turns around. Dokirlivo and at the same time razumіє on the new. Eyes to eyes, not trying to catch hold of other thoughts. Few people care about it. Wind strepuє її dovge, golden-ore hair - one bright flame in the middle of the gray, frozen wound.

I have a nasty prejudice.

Throw! - Vaughn laughs without a turbo, splashing the horse on the scruff of the neck. - We talked about it a long time ago. I need to choose a practical material for a dissertation and to take the title of Master of the 3rd level, for such a successful posting it is simply necessary. I'm your Verkhovna Vіdma, forget?

Hі, like those that my son is named, - sadly hot wines.

I'll turn around, you know.

Vіn nіzhno spend with the tips of your fingers in the її skronі to the boarder, along the way tucking in the hair strand that wobbled. Vaughn hotly dodges, brushes the stirrup and sleeps in the saddle.

Black stone willingly destroys the month. Too eagerly, and therefore, without delay, check on the unfortunate guests, the great unsatisfied floorings and the unstoppable visit of a black horse to their richly blooming city, garden, and then on the mountain with uncomfortably attached to the new gatherings.

Yakshto vіn kukne її, zrob krok in advance, or wanting to lower your head, seeing how important it is in the heart, you will immediately turn around.

Vin know. I to speak.

PART OF PERSH

Life of Saint Fenduli

What a day, such a temple.

Old-fashioned Belarusian past

Hang on a dense forest, which is teeming with wild beasts and stubborn people, the tongue cannot be called dark and evil. The frowning creak of the old tree trunks drowned at the birds' chirping, and the earth - at the whirlwinds, which gave the old fox an inauspiciously radiant, enchanting and cryptic look. So I check, that through that coupe the brown-haired one at once will appear a beautiful dryad on top of the white unirose (you can okremo) or the good enchantress, rose to the sonechka and that is ready to free the first zustrіchny vykonannyam three yogo orders bi one, the very-most!).

Vtіm, on the thin end of the zide and the evil witch on the black kobil.

Father, Smolko, what can we do?

Kobila squeezed her ear and rang inconspicuously. At once, the master, and rightly, was irritated with wickedness - a sprig of praise for that, she had a note to add to all the bills for a new job. Prague was unacceptably cold to bare feet; Letting go of the reins, I twisted the delinquent thing in my hands, roaring it, something to spit on everything and stick it for additional magic, to turn back to the village and rule the roiling of the shahrayuvaty Shevtsev with a rotten fight. Turn around, even though it’s not too far, I didn’t want to. Three hoards were shkoda, and the conjuration happened to be renewed every day. Garazd, I’ll go to the other hack worker later, on the return road. It is remembered that the company sang out of the pinnacle of the company: having said, “I won’t pay for a hundred years!”, It’s also far from the end of the warranty term.

Whispering at the chobit with an ogi, I pulled the yogo over my leg. Start trimming and navit better becoming, wearing no embossing. Slightly pіdіbravshi, I nareshti let me look around on all sides, but the miluvatsya by the reviving nature was pіzno - the fox ended, and the grass on the knots started out in spіst, fearfully looking at the back of dry torshnіh manes.

But maybe we can, - I said thoughtfully, without having checked the kobili.

At five sazhens, there were knots, right up to the stovbur of a birch, which stood on the top, a cracked nameplate was nailed with a wedge-shaped nose. I didn’t get far enough to sing the words with old woods and runes for an hour - either “Raspberries”, or “Maly Lipki”. I didn’t remember neither raspberry nor sticky on the go, and I didn’t know anything similar on the map. It's wonderful, it's unlikely that my card is old for a qiu nameplate ... It would be necessary to drink someone from the city, where it got me - yesterday evening I trusted an unknown cost for the sake of diversity, having logically reasoned that in a clear field it’s unlikely to break, but for a robot find a glimpse. Well chi may creak.

Under the first doshka hung a friend, a new one, with a cunning inscription: “Chakuvati, tell fortunes and create another bizarre promise are hounded under the fear of death.”

Ymovirno, there was a great temple nearby, which in such a simple way beats competitors.

I don’t care about the royal decree, what do you think about the rights of magic and religion! Unfortunately, less on paper. Whereas near the capital and places the magicians bowed to the dains with sly grins, then in the larger distant places the power of the Coven of Magiv was noticeably weaker, passing to the clergy. It’s not surprising - even if one day it’s practical to be, and the settlement is light and that bread, also eager for all the villages, to bring the deepest. Magical vibes were far from the skin, but the only one in the whole of Belarus The School of Enchantment Pifii and Travnits was located in the capital, where the majority of graduates were left behind.

I still had enough pennies, but I knew for sure: to go through a couple of inhospitable villages - and in the fourth night they will give the warmest welcome, moreover, the inhabitants of the three in front will hide there. You can defend magic, but you won’t forget the conjuration with prayers, and the words “it means that it was so good for the gods” will serve as a weak breath for the young lady, whose squad was worthy of stubbornness, or died in a mild fever.

I looked around, moving up in the stirrups. So, the axis and Lipki-Malinki - to finish the big village, build it from the fair area, as if empty at once. The temple is not memorable. On the left side, behind the birch forest, a small lake in the lowland, on the right side - crossed by a river wasteland, like small groups of cows roaming around, summarily twisting the brown earth with rare patches of greenery. And far away, beyond the village, on the leafy mountains ... wow!

Bouv Castle is majestic. It was no less than five versts before the new one, and the tops of all eight veins were already proudly hanging over the forest, attracting a bright look. cellar masonry. On the spiers of the tremtiles, the tongues of the ensigns are sharpened. I didn’t believe that all the vezhs were surrounded by one wall - the month between them would have been stuck on high castles - but who should put them in a row?!

I have understood the mitt, de I am overbuying. Not Malinki, but Mael-ine-Kirren, in gnome-Crow's Claws, naming the largest castle in Belarus. And the village, perhaps, is called "Crossroads" - it is on the side of the road around the outskirts one more nameplate is visible.

Stepping closer, I messed up on my rightness. Crossing over was one of the quiet villages that took the cob from the yard on the crossroads. One road - the quiet one that I came to - at the same time they didn’t greet the maya, and the won turned into a magnificent strong fireplace, then the friend with the rocks expanded to the path and led uphill, to the castle.

The villagers marveled at me with distaste, not looking at the hands, but not looking at them. Somebody defiantly christened and spit over his shoulder, he wanted to show a cookie, so that he could not cause damage (I didn’t get lost in the borg, demonstrating another, no less symbolic finger). I didn’t think to take up my profession, but suddenly - I pulled off the hood of my jacket and proudly prostrate myself in the seat, so that we could see the ore of the hair, which was fluttering in the wind, and the hilt of the sword, which was hanging behind my back. Pass through the village without harrowing me, as if to advertise the "bisovskiy promisel". I remembered the sprat of zatsіkavlennyh glancing and chuckled. Perhaps, move out of the countryside and surf in the nearest highway, checking on clients?

But then I remembered the tavern and changed my plans. The shaking saddle and stale sandwiches were already sitting in my liver - it would not be bad for you to pamper and pamper your feet, but with an infection you would open your legs and more mist.

The tavern could not boast of its cleanliness, nor its great number of sights. At my appearance, she was left depopulated, and the tavern, without squealing, what I would give, flashing in front of me like a plate.

The potatoes were over-salted, the stumps were limp, and the viper suspected my guess what she saw. Having planted this culinary masterpiece on a fork in this way, I could no longer take yoga. Bite tezh did not rise, barvistly imagining two rows of teeth in the face of the seer. And then, from one side of the її, we’re going to, already the grizzlies, but they didn’t reach success ... With a sinister whistle, roaring around, out on the floor, as if to bare, it swept through the tavern and splashed by the wind with pommies, and sank. Korchmar summarily grimacing - maybe the unique strain roamed from the table on the table from the very wound and was included in the menu not only offended, but in the evening.

Why are most people uplifted, why are the evil ones? Everything can be navіt navpak. Axis, for example, Golovna heroine Olga Gromiko's novel "Verkhovna Vidma" is not evil. Hiba inodі. And so, she’s rather shkidliva, but I don’t know why. I’m finishing this novel “The Belarusian Cycle” and giving readers hope for those who will have everything with their beloved and enchanting witches, even if not without benefits. The humor of the writers is clearly visible in the face of everyday inaccuracies;

Well, axis, everything was clear - Volha viide zamіzh. Here it is, the time has come to grow up. Ale chi will Volha sit quietly and enjoy his camp? Obviously, no! Otherwise, the story would not be about her. Vaughn Verkhovna Vіdma, she does not dare to sit on a mission to love. The first axis of Volha is destroying the devil dearly - fight against various evil spirits, give life to competitors, harm enemies, and sometimes instill vipadkovo harm to innocent people who do not want people ...

A novel of inducements from history, you don’t succumb to a tie between them, but then we’ll grow up with a cicada of a viper. At this book, the writing united all the lines from the two previous books, added new podia, and now they only take away the completion. And here there are many well-known heroes, new, ambiguous, and even more charming. So it’s definitely not possible to get bored, and the book will be closed out of deep satisfaction.

Tvіr vіdnositsya to the genre of fantasy. It was published in 2004 by the Alpha Book publisher. The book is included before the series "Belarusian cycle". On our site you can download the book "Verkhovna Vidma" in fb2, rtf, epub, pdf, txt format or read it online. The rating of the book is 4.61 out of 5. Here, before reading, you can turn around to read the readers, who already know the book, and recognize your thought. In the online store of our partner you can buy and read the book from the paper version.