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thing, without which life is impossible! – Water. Its found at a depth of three hundred meters. A whole sea of fresh water, passing – the universe from all sides rock, waiting in the wings. And the time has come.
From wells flooded, rushing through the old river bed in the sand. Builders are immediately built a canal and river withdrew into the circle. From this above-ground reservoir for a variety of connections – channels – the water went into the desert for irrigation. Thus was formed Ensure con. Over the years the capital of the world until this time has turned the desert into a blooming garden, a hot climate in soft subtropics. States that received a breather and getting stronger already were thinking about the primacy of the Mirage. But it was too late. Set of laws, published at the time of the Agreement by the President bent them to his will, and the adjusted state machine, strength and Lakiya army of mercenaries in war-hardened, experienced, and relentless, quickly and brutally suppressed any statements. But the situation became more complicated with each passing year, and the current president and his advisers, more than ever, needed a reliable, dedicated people who are ready for any action at any time of the day or night.
Chapter 1
Hot day. In the blue sky flashes a bird If you lie on your back and look up, the bird seems with a golf ball. Without moving, the bird in the sky is almost invisible. And only to hear her singing, give her the name of the singer of the fields – Skylark. Over a field of grain, trailing by a near grove to the lake, a few lumps of frozen alive. Competing with each other in singing larks are rising higher and higher into the bottomless blue. Good to lie on his back in the cool shade of ears of grain fields, when you are only ten years old, and when there is nobody around except the sky, the endless expanse of fields yes Song of the Lark. Suddenly, the there was a rustling of the thick stems. “It is true. Mermaid”! – Flashed in the mind. Freezing Fear crept in bare feet boy. He jumped to his feet. A thin, You step to the clavicles, rising above the gate through unbuttoned
Sleeveless. Advanced zrachk2i hazel-green eyes with a scared curiously looking towards a rustle. Heard only the sound of wind wwavy ears. And nobody around. But now, three meters from the
boy, rustled spikes and rapid track streamed directly to him. He froze in fright. Black shaggy
being caught in a continuous thicket of stems at the boy, whining for a puppy, trying to lick his face.
– Ball, is that you? – Co sigh of relief, he said. Dog with drooping ears fun jumping around. The boy tugged at his head popped into the open jaws of a hand, and he pretended to bite gently pressing brush his teeth. Dog and boy playing out on a country road and headed towards the lake.
The ball first into the water. Kicking up clouds of spray, dog wear Xia on the sandbar beach, having fun turning his head, looking waiting for the boy. Then another fumbled on the beach, taking off clothes when the dog, losing patience, cold phlegm wool burned body.
– Get out of here, you bastard! – He swore, driving dog. He jumped to the side to throw again, already behind the host, in warm waves of the lake and swim nearby. High above, a shock of white feather, clouds floated. Among the blue expanse of sky fled they are far from unknown in uncharted territory. “Take off to them!” – Dreamily thought the boy was already imagining myself flying nearby. As if in a weightless space, he hovered above the ground, feeling the weight of the body dissolves, give water. At the bottom through the clear its purity can see the bottom, overgrown with weeds, as if from a height fancies Earth and its forests, fields and ovragami.2
– Phew-p! – He snorted. Caught the spirit of the dream of limitless expanse of blue vistas. And if you close your eyes and dive you will come to the weightlessness of outer space, and you’re in
spacesuit on an unknown station, forgotten by aliens from other Editch.
– Phew! – Did not have enough breath, but it would chase fatty carp, sleepily wags his tail offing
Dusk was falling over the village. The dusty streets flocks of sheep wandered. Shepherds on small nimble nag revolved around flocks, driving long whips behind. Sheep bleat, as if by agreement, in strict order one by one, then together, then one by one. From whooping shepherds and sheep vote on village streets reigned eternal song of the century, and now revived with the evening twilight. Then returned to pasture shepherds. The old gray-haired farmer stood at the gate, looking dim view of the gray mist. Black clothes were covered with a brown film se dust. To better see, she raised her dry with crooked fingers trembling hand to his forehead.
– Hey, Amir? – Restless she called drive-by shepherd.
– Have you seen my son?
– I saw my mother Naa. – The answer is the youngest sonorous voice, he is the last one!
The old woman settled down, waited. The dust has settled, the latter raised a flock. And everything is so old Naa also stood in waiting, letting wrinkled face in the darkening horizon. In the dusk of the evening came the distant voices of sheep, from all parts of the village, it was hard to make out anything in the discordant coming night. From the gray mist emerged the first sheep. From a distance, they looked like bales of hay, miraculously revived and mincing on the four-legged sticks.
They are fast approaching and, dragging the others ran through the open gate.
– Oh, a tomboy! – Cursed hoarse voice shepherd! – Well Appear to me, I’ll set you seven skins!
He walked heavily limping on his right leg. In his left hand hold the reins emaciated horse that trailed behind.
– What, again missing? – Crackly voice asked from age Naa.
– Yeah, and the dog on a dragged. I had a whole day chasing sheep.
– From the brat! – Loudly cursed the old woman was clear that the one of whom they say, is not loved.
– Hey, Jeannette! – Called shepherd. On the threshold of a wooden house ran a young girl in a long skirt and apron with a thick tight oblique jet-black hair that fell to her waist.
– Help drive the herd into the barn.
Jeannette Shepherd and quickly herded the animals into the building. The boy had come too late. In the windows of the wooden house was burning brightly light. He cautiously crept to the window and peered inside. For table were a shepherd, and Jeannette Naa. In the steamed food trays, each drew a spoon and eat. The boy swallowed. The ball spun at his feet and suddenly whined piteously. The shepherd looked up from the table food and listened. Then suddenly jumped up from his chair and hobbled, toward the low door. Near the jamb removed the nail belt and you
walked into the yard.
– Where roamed the puppy? – He shouted, looking at the the darkness.
– And Come here, I’ll deal with you!
The boy was sitting in a thicket of burdock, trembling with fear. In the stomach seething. Hunger was stronger. He reluctantly got up and slowly downcast eyes, he went to his father. A minute later came the scathing attacks belt and restrained sob. Jeannette was sitting at the table, covering his face with his hands. On my cheeks in her tears flowed.
– Ever since his mother died! – Coldly said the old lady, Dan had a hard time. The kid just got separated from the hands, instead of an assistant raise our lazy, freeloader. Won the neighbors, Amir, gold was a child and now parents are not quite appreciate. Shepherd! And this! – It could not think what to say, waved her hand. Then began to eat. The door creaked open. Dan appeared on the threshold. He kept his ear boy, who was crying, wiping tears mixed with the dust on face.
– Sit down! – The old woman told him, pointing to the free chair. Son-in-scooped out of the pan and ladle soup served in a bowl. The boy began to eat with gusto.
– Rumor has it! – Dan started! – That will be auctioned off on Sunday.
– What,