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     ... Having got rid of Belief from eyes down with, Nakata has decided to take a nap a little. But not 
Here was. Familiar puffing behind the back was heard. He has turned back. Kesha 
Crept to it with the broken water pistol. 
     Yes that all of them — from mind poshodili, whether that? Cannot leave it in 
Rest! Only it nedonoska now did not suffice it! One more future 
The admirer of the great and infallible uncle of the Plenty. A bad seed. Or on the contrary — 
Too good. The potential competitor. 
     Despite the fact that what existence of people in the Cave hung by a thread, 
Nakata as the true strategist looked at tens years forward. For this reason 
He also refused to learn kids under various unintelligible pretexts. 
Accordingly, mummy Poured slantwise glanced at the Student. 
     (More shortly, the ball turned out that still. Threads of good, envy, hatred, 
Lust and love so have difficult intertwined what without serious consequences to untie small knots 
It was represented by business extremely difficult, if at all possible.) 
     Having noticed, that attempt to steal up not noticed has broken, Kesha 
Has burst out laughing and has rushed to Nakate. However the Student did not begin to suffice it and 
To take on hands, to squeeze, throw in air and to lisp with it, as 
Any other adult would make. Nice karapuz, you will tell nothing. 
But — the future enemy. 
     For a step to Nakaty Kesha has suddenly stopped, as if has come across the invisible 
Wall. His eyes attentively studied the person of the Student. Not childly attentively. 
That even has felt some inconvenience. Devilry! At the milksop a sight — as 
X-ray... 
     Nakata has stared at a chessboard. Instead of the lost pawns on it 
Stones have been spread out. As the black king the bronze gnome from any served 
Smart written set, and the white queen — the turned wine-glass with 
The beaten off leg. Thus, the rests of a civilisation and almost all history 
In a cut have appeared are presented on a checkered field. Battle proceeds. 
One die, others remain. There was even a passed pawn occupying while 
Doubtful and, at first sight, nothing a remarkable position (mentally 
The student has named pawn Nakatoj). For completeness of a picture, perhaps, did not suffice 
Only couples trilobitov, bones of dinosaurs and Jury Gagarin's teeth... What 
The beautiful party could turn out! The student would devote its Died out. That 
More that he played with itself(himself). 
     Kesha has not lagged behind, as one would expect. Instead he has told: 
     — A nakata-dignity, you obisjal poiglat with me in saski. 
     Aha, in draughts. While business is not has reached chess, differently followed to recognise 
The boy the child prodigy. But also draughts too it is quite good for its age. And who, 
Interestingly, has advised to it to add to name Nakaty "dignity"? The student not 
Remembered, that ever said the similar. If it is someone's malicious irony, 
That keep, the jokers who have learnt the greenhorn!. Also notice: the boy 
Has told "Nakata" as if felt, that a nickname — a knife in heart. In opinion 
The student, in it there was any Jesuit cunning. 
     But the boy looked so ingenuously. In eyes does not remain also to a shade of that 
The mongrel scanning another's soul who hid till a time in too 
Small children's little body. 
     Something has clicked in a brain at the Student. The boy is dangerous. From what point 
Sight — while it is not known. For this reason it is necessary to hold it more close. To watch. 
To study. To try to understand. Not to miss a passed pawn on the party 
The opponent. 
     And if, moving chess figures, Nakata has been assured, that plays with 
Itself(himself) he could not tell about people of it. 

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     The student dared from a board obviously advantageous for white a combination and the beginnings 
To place the black and grey buttons designating draughts. 
     — Time promised, means, we will begin. 
     It was ready to that the boy studies quickly. For example, in the last 
Time Kesha all the same has crowned two draughts. 

                        7. FLIGHT 

     At last Loki has overcome last obstacle in the form of unbent outside 
Fragmentary edge of a covering also has managed to glance in a cabin. He has tested even some 
Disappointment when has not seen in dead persons. It meant, that someone 
Has searched a bomber long before it and has appropriated more and more or less 
The valuable. Dohljakov, possibly, have dumped downwards, have stripped naked, have undressed; bodies in 
The best case are buried in snow. Marauders have appeared right after wars; 
trupoedy — much later... 
     The whole glasses does not remain, and Loki has got into a cabin. It has sat in an armchair 
The pilot, it was took for a steering wheel, has tried to find a control panel the weapon, 
But has not found. He already wished to be engaged in more essential affairs, when suddenly 
On it has rolled... That... An eternity Touch. 
     There, in that strange measurement, still there was a war, bombs were torn, 
Rockets were directed at the purposes, on streets of cities in a panic the terrified rushed about 
Crowds. War went and will go, not stopping in the bezvremene. A street organ 
Destructions played the same melody, repeating it endlessly. A capsule, 
Buried in the deepest layer of a reality. The message to ancestors, descendants and 
To contemporaries. 
     And the angel of death too was live. Loki became its animated particle 
Dark dreams. He has felt, that flies at enormous height from the shaking 
In the speed, leaving behind a sound. Improbably bright stars above shine. 
Whence he knows their names and names of constellations. Polar; Sirius; 
And beta Perseja: Algol — a star-devil... 
     Stynut the stars shipped in blackness among day. Stynet blood in veins. 
And here already instead of blood ashes are poured... The Black tornado moves through 
Fjords of a creeping away brain... 
     Then Loki (or the plane?) decreases, speed falls; the angel goes over 
The surface of a planet, bending around a relief. In a cabin there are phantoms. 
The crew does not notice presence Loki; the silhouette of the commander merges from it 
Body. So who actually a phantom? And who at whom INSIDE?!. 
     Loki becomes covered sticky then. But a strange nightmare only liznul it 
Damp language; almost the sensation of power at once comes back and 
Invulnerability. Cruise missiles are started — the whole brood of angels-kamikazes 
Directs towards to the  destruction... 
     Loki it is thrown up. The death splashes out the terrible seed in emptiness. 
     The flight end. 

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     Loki (has returned? Has made emergency planting?) has come to the senses and has understood, that 
It is devastated. Not only physically. Such feeling as if has overslept with the whore, at 
Which was a bottomless hole. Sometimes it failed there entirely. It 
Has exhausted from it all juice and parasitized on the deformed consciousness. 
     Illusiveness? Self-deception? No, danger was quite real. 
     These games will suffice from it. The skilful balance when you make the way is necessary 
On a sharp side between the worlds. Loki has seen on the century much 
"Played" at other levels and as a result simply gone mad 
superov. They have decided, that brains they have more to what. Unusable, say, 
The tool at the "top" steps of evolution. 
     But nothing passes for nothing. The second level is good, but it is necessary 
To come back, if you do not wish to turn to the dribbling idiot, which 
Put a corner all, to whom not laziness, even suggestory. While you drag this flesh, 
Gods go down to you more often, than you "fly" to them on a party. 
With such statement of a question agreed and supramentaly, trying 
To pull out mitov from a dirt. And itself to raise, certainly. For hair. 
     Loki has chosen other way. The bomber has quite justified its expectations. 
The scent has not brought. It was a place of concentration of force. Henceforth Loki can 
To be connected to not running low source of an inhuman high in any 
The moment as soon as there will be a desire. To tell the truth, the desire decayed in him 
Constantly. 
     The temptation is great, but Loki was not the addict. It was the pragmatist 
With huge will and tenacious mind. When business will be made, he will leave it 
Place without any regret. Will spit, will leave and will not look back at all. Mystical 
Force should serve the person, rather the reverse. Otherwise it — 
Voluntary and insuperable slavery. And for superanimala to be in slavery 
It is impossible. 
     (By the way, attachment to the weapon in the bill did not go. It was small 
Pardonable weakness which and dependence you will not name. Something like 
Advantages of the male — or it are, or are not present.) 
     Despite amplified hunger, it was torn to the planned purpose, but has brought 
Weather. Summer lightnings any more was not. The muddy veil tightened horizon. Came nearer 
The strongest snow storm. To its beginning remains no more than one and a half hours, 
And Loki has decided to postpone searches of shelter of natives. Eventually, he waited 
Longer. 
     Time, time... Any multihigh-speed piece. That creeps, as a jade, 
That flies, as a rocket disappears at all. The control over time is already 
The fourth level. Loki did not apply yet for it. 
     Well, he with advantage will spend night. Hours, minutes and even seconds not 
Should be spent in vain. The death attentively observes of each step and 
Act. If she considers you as the wasted bankrupt, punishment 
Will follow immediately... 
     Sixteen days it were not in shelter — since has left a colony 
suggestorov. It could have any team, but it is necessary to feed dogs. Rest 
To it will not prevent. 
     It has got from a carryall a piece of the frozen meat and nastrugal to itself(himself) 
Simple supper. Has then made fire in a compact marching kerosene stove and has warmed up 
Meat slices, not roasting them. By the way, the dish was called "the maiden 
Ears ". 
     Loki has eaten, has once again looked round and has laid down to sleep. Visions and phantoms any more 
Disturbed him. Now he did not wish to have dreams. 

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