Get out!!! the girl shouted and right there received a slap in the face. Contracted waiting for the following blow, the hand for this purpose was already brought. Even a moment somehow it hung in mid-air. On a face of the despot the fear which is every second developing into horror was expressed. He that was urine endeavored to get moving forward a hand, but she did not obey the owner. Ania, having widely opened eyes, watched on this the mute scene. When understood in what business, turned back to the satellite. His look shone some heated metal: without anger, without passion, without any emotions. Heart-rending absolutely babys cry of pain was distributed. The hand of the fat man began to be curved in the unnatural party. A little more also the crunch of bones would be distributed. The person was saved only by a faint. Having failed all the weight on hot asphalt, he broke off. Without moderating gravity, the guy transferred eyes to the car. The car instantly flashed and burned down completely.
There is enough, Ania begged and in just a moment learned already familiar and such native, tender look. The girl promptly pulled it in silent side streets of the big city, far away from views of curious, ubiquitous crowd.
In air began to smell ozone. The first heavy, still rare drops of a rain lifted more, than beat dust. Wind rose. Boomingly raised a howl in narrow double-exit courtyards and lanes. People hastily gave up all affairs, took off not finally dried linen from ropes and disappeared in the close apartments. The lightning sparkled, the thunder peals shaking hearing afterwards reached. Before the sky broke through falls, satellites managed to run in in a ragged entrance where Ania rented apartment. The door quietly creaked, passing in the friends. Here smelled of mustiness of the left housing a little about a month the room was empty. The small, purely cleaned room with simple furniture served as a reliable shelter from struggles of life for the hostess. Only here she felt safe also full tranquility. Here she could cry, think of everything, remain alone with the I, collect the thoughts and even to dream. Dreams were available only about great love which surely has to come. Anastasia laid to the guest on a floor, itself settled on a tiny sofa. The dream quickly overcame it, the brain was squeezeed out from the taken place events and it failed in darkness.
The calculating machine, quite primitive, but another is not present. The guy thought, taking seat for the computer which hid in a room corner.
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Having with pleasure stretched, Ania slightly rose over pillows trying to remember yesterdays events. Through non-existence fog consciousness looked for the necessary thread. When it was made, the reality got into a brain, stinging as if one thousand needles.
Good morning. The guy smiled, getting up because of a table.
You know our language? she sat down on a bed and at random a leg began to look for slippers somewhere under a sofa. Instead of the answer it continued: you can call me Konstantin. To be pleasant to me this name.
I need to learn from you very much. Even I do not know what to begin with. She spoke through a shoulder, trying pobystry to lay a bed.
Where your house? Where yours fell down questions.
Do not hurry, gesture of a hand Kostya stopped it. I will tell everything to you. Everything is good in its season. For a start my house is not visible from here. It it is so far that even light from our star cannot reach your planet. I arrived by the invitation. Only I do not understand why came across aggression. I was brought down. In the message of Voyager it was told about human good intentions and suddenly how it on yours? he for a second thought, rockets
Do not ask me about such things, the girl hung the head. Probably, it was a shame to it with all six billion people.
Lets go for a walk better. Today day off and so, by the way, strange weather.
Indeed: from yesterdays bad weather there is no trace left also. Behind a window birds sang, the sun brightly shone, its beams cheerfully got into all corners of the apartment.
Day was given fine, and, above all heat droplets. Air was very pure and fresh.
At the guy all it was impossible to fit into a many-sided human stream in any way, and he was continually forced to listen to abuse from the people who came across it.
What is travel agency? stopped opposite to a bright sign.
Yes as to explain to you? Ania thought. These are people who send persons interested to have a rest to the different countries. At an excursion there do international passports.
And it that it?
The document allowing the person to travel. The usual passport, it got into a handbag, is necessary in that country where you live constantly.
While Konstantin accurately rustled with sheets of a sinenky book, the girl diligently explained what can be made with the passport and that promises its absence.
Unless people are not capable to move on the own planet? sincerely the newcomer was surprised. The girl only helplessly shrugged shoulders.
You are free? Konstantin was softened.
Of course!
I other opinion. What it consists in?
Ania was struck dumb, nervously fingering fingers as if they stiffened from a frost. Earlier she and had not to think of such things, all by itself was understood.
We are free in the choice, barely audible as the uncertain student at examination who is afraid to be mistaken, she whispered.
Unless you have it, for example, specifically? still quietly Konstantin argued. It seemed, he did not notice that the girl does not own a situation at all, and it would be much easier for it to interrupt a conversation, than to continue this torture.
People constantly never fight for it, but, on the present did not receive freedom. You are always deceived. Only the form of your life changes, but contents remains, as well as hundred, and one thousand years ago. The most awful that the majority suits it. History knows one thousand examples. Revolution of 1917. The poor fought for the power with the rich and, it seems as, even won a victory. There passed a little time and that we have. Everything returned into place remained both poor, and fantastically provided, and all at the expense of the same poor people. Those who excessively work direct all efforts and time, have practically no anything, the others own everything, do not need anything the ordinary nobility. One try to live by rules, others the law not писан. Itself saw yesterday. The one who has to serve the people eats it, smothers for the sake of the pleasure. Believe me as you speak, the onlooker sees most of the game. He tried to smile, but there was only a poor excuse for a malicious smile. The topic of conversation was too serious. The girl corrected a short skirt that was not necessary at all.
And wars! It in general something special. As one person or even group of people can decide destiny of millions which and in eyes never saw. Never leave in the battlefield, hide in cozy bunkers. The simple people die for others interests, for-for the sake of others profit. If it is necessary for politicians, let will gather and are at war. Elected them for the solution of peace problems. Nobody granted them the rights for war. Here personally to you there is though some business to the borders established by someone once? Ania listened carefully. I see what is not present, as well as to most of normal people on the planet. There are, of course, broods of Nazis and to them similar, but them practically nothing. Even it is more interesting to population bulk when nearby there live a set of nationalities with the culture, with the outlook. How many useful it is possible to gather each other. Everyone wants without any unnecessary red tape, firstly to call of heart to go to any corner of the native planet, but not to dream of it, as of something divine, available only to the elite. In you there are inclinations great, light. But you, for some reason try to eradicate all this, to create from yourself beings, similar to cars. There is no common goal, and that says it all. You as in the dark, jump aside from one extreme in another, look for an exit, without seeing it at themselves near by. What in general your civilization aspires to? There is no answer, so, everything is false. There is no vector on which it is necessary to fit forces and to achieve results. Nothing unites all as one family. You are trampled down centuries on one place a step forward, then back, and any advance, and die in contradictions if undertake nothing. It is the law of the Universe: or living beings become wiser, overcoming difficulties together, or they perish. It is not necessary to think that when the trouble comes, you unite for its permission. It is necessary to begin with trifles, at the last minute to be in time nothing.