Wandering Spark - Part 46
He dived every day in the "stone garden". Until the last day. He was trying to soften Zhurbina’s spoiled character, gave her cookies, begged her not to drop him off the saddle, not to hit with the tail, and not to bite, because there was no way to get to the "stone garden" on a boat.
The water was getting denser every day.
Once Varan got in a strong stream. But he has only himself to blame, it was necessary to foresee. He was used to the fact that in summer the water in the grotto is calm, like glass. He used to it and lost his vigilance.
He was pulled like by a huge, rough hand, which dragged him under the stone. The light went out and dimmed; only the fact that the Zhurbina's long bridle was at that moment wound around his wrist saved him. Serpanters feel streams, like no other creatures in the world; Zhurbina swam, choosing the only direction that could save her and the diver. After reaching are surface, Varan coughed for a long time, and then kissed Zhurbina in her cold scaly muzzle and the serpenter immediately hit his foot with a tail, but not too hard.
Varan didn’t dare to dive again to the end of season.
The season was ending. All the good and all the bad what streams, whirlpools, and winds bring with them - all this will happen later.
The ark was shaking and twirling. The sea again and again tried to sink an ugly, awkward looking, bulky ark. The pods clung to the walls and to each other. Someone was vomiting. Someone was sleeping quietly.
The sea was brown and white, in shreds of foam, a sick, disgusting sea. It was losing uts strength, over it gathered, like fish over carrion massive clouds.
Sisters Lilya and Korra hung on Varan from both sides. They were more heavy then previous time, three month ago. Soon, perhaps, they will be equal with him in growth.
"Varash ... Is it true that you want to marry?"
"Who said this?!"
"Neighbor’s daughter... And what?"
The clouds became denser. The top of the island was not visible; The stone world of the Gorni was left where it should be - on highland.
Little by little, slimy, muddy, and algae roofs of the bottomland rose slowly. And it started to rain.
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