She stopped right after that.

A brief feeling of falling into the void. What the hell?

And so, I stand and watch as the other "me" explains something to some people in a large green clearing in the middle of the forest, with stumps that are cut down in the likeness of chairs. Realizing that I was in a dream, I decided not to waste time and walked around the clearing, trying to make out to whom the other "I" was saying something. But even. The people in my dreams are simple silhouettes made up of emotions. Two seemed familiar and quite similar to each other, but the others seemed unfamiliar. Yes, even the exact number could not be counted! I also saw myself as a silhouette. I learned from the constituent emotions that resembled mine, but differed in some way. Maybe it's the distant future, which will happen so much later that my emotions have changed so much? Although another option is possible. It could be one of my not-so-distant ancestors, or descendants. Watching the "true emotions" of people on the streets of the capital through the eyelids, I noticed that they are similar in blood relatives. And children born in the same decade from the same people have the most similar "emotional components". I would even say they are the same.

And then I stopped myself.

Well, this Kigoto was making up nonsense, and I got a lot from him! To give names to phenomena related to someone else's omen.. And this plan of his is just as nonsense! Although no, it's a good plan, I overdid it with the release of emotions. So I also presented my desire so clearly.. No wonder he calls my ability "Omnipotent emotions and fantasies.".

So that's what I'm getting at! Don't you think that the fact that I am now bowing to the king, who personally came to check if I was okay, the fact that I slept for several days in the royal palace that I robbed, and the fact that he wants to personally ask me for something is too much attention to my humble person for A couple of days? Now in the arms of Mr. fifth, then the princess is waiting for me to wake up, and all sorts of game immediately after fainting with shutters and a cold thing, now this..

I was too emotional about wanting people's attention at the party, and I promise I won't do it again. If only.. to be near the house now! I really want it!!!

I thought about it with my eyes closed, despite the fact that the king of the Nomo state himself was standing in front of me.

Still without opening my eyes, I felt a cool breeze, which calmed me down. So, inhale and exhale. I will consider this the second single task in my life. And now the task is.. To get out of the palace unharmed!

- Your Majesty, the Lord King of the state of Noma, I am glad to welcome you..- And suddenly I heard police serena. At the same time, opening my eyes and briefly, incorrectly, finishing a welcome sentence to a man of royal blood, - Alina Eisner...

Yes, I am.. In some ass of the world?

If I'm wanted for running away from the royal palace? It's going to be unpleasant..

So, wait, where am I anyway?!

Okay, the main thing is not to be nervous, otherwise I will not be able to assess the situation sensibly..

And when have I ever appreciated her sensibly? Although it doesn't matter anymore, I need to go back to the palace and try to explain that I didn't run away on purpose, and in general I have no idea how I ended up outside the room in which I slept for three days. Maybe they'll believe me, because it's true!

Repeating to myself what I had thought about earlier, I still came to the conclusion that... no. It sounds very crazy, and like a hastily invented excuse for being late. It's just ridiculous to say such nonsense to the royal guard, which will detain me a hundred pounds. Maybe I should just repent of what I did? Wait, what did I do?! Someone stole me from the palace, probably with the help of his own peculiarity, then what is my fault!?

I sighed and looked around. Instead of lamenting my unfortunate fate, it's better to look around and understand where I am to begin with.

I was standing on the street, in front of me there was a small area of neatly trimmed grass, about ten by ten meters, in the middle of which there is some kind of tall something. It looks like a room in the corner of which I'm standing, like a guilty child. Beautiful trees grew along the perimeter, trimmed in the form of various animals from different countries. Several pairs of them live in our area (I saw them in the zoo and circus, but after I noticed how bad some of them were, I didn't go there or there), I saw two or three in pictures in a book, I don't know the rest. There are about twenty of them in total, and all of them have their backs to me. Maybe that's why I learned so little. Above the green-trimmed figures towered a three-storey, very beautiful house, the walls of which were pale milky in color. Beautiful and very subtle patterns are embossed on the facade of the building. Lights were on in the large, sometimes panoramic windows, and occasionally tall and low silhouettes loomed here and there.

What's wrong with them? It's evening outside, and it seems to be a day off in addition..

And suddenly something white landed on my nose, which felt like a piece of fluff for a moment, and then took over and turned into a cold drop of water. What kind of joke is this?..

And suddenly a thought came to me, but it immediately left me.

I tilted my head back to make sure for sure a moment before she slipped away from me, and my eyes widened in surprise. There were incredibly many of the same things flying at me as the one that was just on my nose! This..

Something dawned on me before I continued the stupid idea that it could be a weapon to grab me, or even kill me.

The real snow was falling on me!

I stood looking up at the sky at the falling snowflakes, which soon made my face wet. I feel great about it. I enjoyed the moment in order to check in the future whether it will be more saturated with emotions than the one I use on assignments.

I hurried to banish these thoughts so as not to spoil the moment.

I closed my eyes. I inhaled. I exhaled. I opened my eyes and relaxed.

Looking at this snowfall, I did not notice the sky itself, from which the snow was falling. In pictures in books, usually during a snowfall, the sky is shown covered with gloomy gray clouds, through which not a single patch of blue sky is visible, from which the children in the kindergarten did not like snow, and with it the abode of dark elves, and equally dark fairies in which this type of precipitation occurs. It was completely incomprehensible to me, and for some reason I began to prove to the children and educators that the picture was not shown correctly, that the sky was clear during the snow, or almost without clouds. But.. Everything turned out to be like in a book, and as the teachers said. I wonder what came into my head then if I decided to argue with adults? Hm.. What else did they tell us about? It's strange why I can't remember it. At that time, I considered them almost gods, because they knew a lot of stories and told them to us, and I also climbed up to them with questions during an hour of sleep, so I listened to every word and remembered. And now I realized that for a long time I remember only fragments.

I suddenly realized that I was frowning thinking about it.

Scratching the back of my head, I sighed again and waved it away. What difference does it make what you tell me?. Am I really stupid?! I mean, "What's the difference.."If I can be in the dark kingdom now?! Did the emotions hit your head at all?! Of course, I'm not so small that I would believe in horror stories like those in which the dark ones are creepy monsters that eat people and other representatives of the races, but where did these strange stories come from! Of course, there is an option that someone just invented them out of thin air, but why, why?

Oh, that's right. War. When I was very young, there was a slight residue in society since the war, but even then we were more scared of elves than Istom Ignotums.

During the war, they made up all these stories. Although according to my mother's stories, what happened then cannot be called a war as such. Just one night, the dark ones appeared in the middle of the main square of the city of magicians - Magikayo, began to break into other people's houses, and kill everyone there without exception. Many people were able to escape from the trap set up in their own house, they brought out, and someone took their families out of their homes. After getting out of the house, people were horrified by the picture in front of their eyes: others lay unconscious on the streets, who also managed to get out, but they seemed to be asleep, and around them danced a mesmerizing dance of flames, from which it was difficult to look away. Many people, having looked at this dance, fell asleep. And they didn't wake up anymore. Later, rumors began to spread that this was done by someone's feature. A very small number of people reached the border of their city, where only those people who had at least someone who possessed magic in the family tree could stay. Such a spell was cast by the founders of the city, who wanted to show that ordinary people are very far from them, incredible and unsurpassed magicians! But when experienced magicians reached the border, they realized that the spell now had the opposite meaning. No more magicians will be able to leave the city.

When the elder found out about the dome, he tried to destroy it with his strongest spell. But it was impossible. The enemy made it so that no one could use magic. Even the weakest, and at the moment the most necessary magic of the elementals, namely water magic.

That's what was said in one of the versions of those events. But no one will ever know what really happened there.

After all the magicians under the dome burned down, the fire burst out of it and it became clear that it was caused by magic or a feature. Soon, police from the nearest town went to the scene, but they could do nothing about the raging fire.

Later, firefighters arrived, among whom there was a sign of rain and feature put everything out. And then the little that remained of the wooden houses was revealed to everyone. From people.. Nothing. There is absolutely nothing left.

I learned half of it from my mother, and the other half I read in old editions of newspapers. How exactly did people know that it was dark that night? I have no idea! And that's not what I need to think about right now.

Returning to reality, I erased the horrors of that night that stood before my eyes. It turned out that I was still looking at the sky. The snow stopped falling on my face completely, and the clouds began to disperse.

I need to get out of this square of green shapes.