Мистицизм или Убийство
Ones,two brothers: The Demon and The Necromancer decided to spend their common weekend out of town.
The weather was just perfect that’s why the brothers made up their mind to reach the destination on foot. First of all they were acquiring a lot how to travel. But this time the Demon’ s fist was heavier then the Necromancer’s one…
The nature pleased our travelers with unbelievable sceneries and landscapes. The wind was mild and warm, the Sun was shining brightly and two brothers were very excited and enjoyed every little piece of nature…
As soon as they had got the forest and had chosen a sunny place beneath the trees, the brothers got settled. While the Necromancer was trying to win in the battle with the tent, the Demon was admiring that scene…
-What’s the matter with your brains, my dear& - he said, - Get out and let it me to do.
But the tent was a really caning creature… When fixing it was winding and winding… Finally it just winded the Demon around it’s little finger and stayed unfixed. The Demons Wrath was so strong and powerful that that poor tent was broken…
Then the rain started. And the more it’s rain, the more they think about the fire…The Necromancer tried to set fire, but he didn’t succeed in it at all…
So in the end both of them put everything back into their rucksacks and went away. Two brothers were very upset and ,had gone to their Dark World, would never come on Earth again.
The weather was just perfect that’s why the brothers made up their mind to reach the destination on foot. First of all they were acquiring a lot how to travel. But this time the Demon’ s fist was heavier then the Necromancer’s one…
The nature pleased our travelers with unbelievable sceneries and landscapes. The wind was mild and warm, the Sun was shining brightly and two brothers were very excited and enjoyed every little piece of nature…
As soon as they had got the forest and had chosen a sunny place beneath the trees, the brothers got settled. While the Necromancer was trying to win in the battle with the tent, the Demon was admiring that scene…
-What’s the matter with your brains, my dear& - he said, - Get out and let it me to do.
But the tent was a really caning creature… When fixing it was winding and winding… Finally it just winded the Demon around it’s little finger and stayed unfixed. The Demons Wrath was so strong and powerful that that poor tent was broken…
Then the rain started. And the more it’s rain, the more they think about the fire…The Necromancer tried to set fire, but he didn’t succeed in it at all…
So in the end both of them put everything back into their rucksacks and went away. Two brothers were very upset and ,had gone to their Dark World, would never come on Earth again.
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