Fuga mortis
When they remembered his intention to leave this strange city, it has reigned outside late at night.
- Again, we're not gone, - grinned Tanais.
- Do you regret?
- I never regret nothing. Moreover, the hours spent with you. I will become an old woman, gray-haired and toothless, but remember you - and pomolodeyu. I shall die, and be buried, but remember you - and rise again …
- Sometimes you say such sad things that I want to cry ... Why?
- Perhaps this is a premonition of the inevitable reckoning for happiness ... When people are so crazy and so completely happy with each other, the gods envy send them troubles and sorrows …
- What's the worst that could happen with the fish that are caught, gutted, roasted and eaten? What can we take away from the poor, the homeless and the persecuted?
- In the poor, the homeless and the persecuted, you can take a life ... When happiness is so great that it can not reduce any trouble, no sorrow, death gods send ... Perhaps that is why, having reached the top of the possibility of happiness, a person is not laughing, and crying …
Tanais tightly hugged his beloved, as if trying to hide her in his arms from unknown dangers, which filled the world, and heard cautious footsteps in the hallway.
- Get up and get dressed, just quiet ... It seems we still go away today. However, the exact route is not yet known, - she said in a rapid whisper in the ear of Aletheia and dressed silently.
Fumbling his hand on the wall, he removed the nail Tanais sling, but his sword was gone.
The door creaked softly, like someone very strong leaned lightly on her shoulder. Tanais stepped to the window and opened the shutters.
- It's time to go. I'm afraid we are superfluous at this celebration of life, - she said, but looked out the window, I realized that this way of escape for them is cut off. Below swarmed on the sidewalk disgusting figures, in which Tanais easily learned little monsters, so insistently invite them to visit.
- Well, if neither strength nor courage, nor cunning to overcome them is not, and we all have to die sooner, we can, at least, to die for love …
Stepping back from the window, he picked up the Tanais Aletheia on hand and stepped to the bed. They heard cracking under the monstrous pressure doors, fills the room as the sickening smell of decay, but has no power in the world could not tear them apart.
- Just do not look ... - whispered Tanais, and the next moment there were only two men in dazzling beautiful world where the fragrance of rose, gently roaring surf and sky shone on vechnogolubom nezakatnoe sun ...