Chapter 42
Ilona wanted to live in Paris. Well, if not live in Lyon. But how to realize his dreams? She has placed before it on purpose too high. She understood that but she could not give up that dream. And yet, this confidence was inspired by noises at night. Sometimes, Ilona could not sleep: it seemed a fire outside the window, the strange light, rustling leaves and intrusive thoughts inexistent Soon you'll be in Paris and Lyon. How could she do, Ilona can not imagine. Throughout her life she spent in Kiev. In the two-room apartment of his parents, where for 27 years nobody was doing repair work. The apartment was nothing beautiful and precious. But in the room Ilona there was a small painting on the wall. It represented the streets of Paris. The rain fell, and two lonely figures thronged to go somewhere. Ilona looked at the picture in the evening before falling asleep and in the morning, barely opening his eyes. Perhaps, therefore, it has formed a dream: to see this street. Ilona But what could she do in Paris? Since childhood, she had poor eyesight. She was hiding it for a simple reason that all adolescents trying to demonstrate in front of other students of the best sides, including hiding physical defects. In elementary school she had to wear glasses because the teacher always told her mother when Ilona was not glasses. She often went to the store where his mother worked as a saleswoman. Ilona had thus invented a lot of reasons to change school. Finally his father was transferred to another school where nobody knew about the existence of these glasses. They were always in the pocket until the girl opened the door of his apartment when he returned home. Ilona saw very little, and then it was sitting in the front row before and forced the eyes as possible. So she learned to cope with complicated situations where it was necessary to react quickly to incoming information. One day the king, "said one of his classmate, asked the bespectacled man sitting on the second change the place, sit farther away . The boy with glasses sat farther, and the king has taken place alongside boy's older than two years. This comrade was ill: he had a heart defect, he suffered a heavy treatment, then it has fallen behind in his studies for two years. It was a big boy, calm, balanced, sensible. He seemed to be old and wise, everyone spoke to him for questions relating to everyday problems. He never gave advice, he always asked: What do you think? Or: What you gonna do? He listened carefully and then told to wait, be patient, find an opportune moment. Ilona had nowhere to go with senior, she would not reveal his keen ear. Thus, it has become, unwittingly, a student from a sage and the secret treasure of class. During adolescence, students all want to be first, to love and be loved. The boys did not like Ilona, at least she knew nothing about it. Therefore, she had good memories of this conversation when the king told Sage about how he loves a girl from another class. They would run away from home, got married secretly, and the king did not know what to do. Sage then advised King to finish school, there were only two years, and we'll see. King obeyed. After that day, Ilona has become a spy, she followed the King everywhere. Certainly, he had not guessed. The roles she has taken the work of the English writer Sid Chaplin, whose book "Spies and control" was then read. The role of a spy, she was not really liked, or even did not like at all, but the natural curiosity of the woman was right of irony, painted a negative role. This role has waved her not to miss recess, always follow the king, and to learn from the basics of first love: how to kiss in the school where many people around and there's nowhere to hide. Ilona has always considered the beginning, then she turned eyes and went away. It was so nice to know that love exists and that this love has visited close friends, and therefore necessarily would come to her. The girlfriend of the King seemed to be the acme of perfection, sweet, modest, pretty as an angel. Ilona looked at her and tried to imitate. Thus, unwittingly, she has educated Ilona, without being aware of it. The time came when the nickname Angel had to stick firmly to Ilona, which was considered the main characteristic of his character. Supervisors learned to love the watchman, they have learned to be a loving wife, believe in love, keep love. King and Queen were married, they had children in his kingdom of love, then the kingdom was destroyed. So where is the love? Again. Love comes and goes the same door. Love never ends. If it stopped, so it was not love but a sense of accomplishment, or manipulation. Ilona decided call a success. You can have love and then losing love, but you can like this: try to achieve these goals. Ilona has dared. The attempt was unsuccessful love. So she set that goal. Ilona decided to go to work abroad. Even illegally. Finding money for the sightseeing tour and stay in the country. We can always work as a housekeeper. And then - what will it be. Now he must find his friends who can borrow a large sum of money. Almost no one will lend the money needed at once. We can try to ask a little. She pulled out a notepad used his bedside and began to call. Today was his day. Chance. All agreed to give him some money. And no wonder. The amounts requested were not huge. And what we have to take twenty-three people, so it's not terrible, it is not pressed for one week she sees all the friends. It is a pity he could not meet Sergey Chernomorets. His tragedy that killed his son's adopted daughter. And where has it gone, no one knew.
Chapter 43
Andrei Sonia waited until morning. His mobile phone was not available, no network coverage. Sonia cried, then prayed, then went out into the yard. In the morning she was exhausted. She decided to await the opening of the club and pick Andrei. We must do a bit of rest to recover. Sonia has slept on the couch and closed her eyes. No, she does not sleep could so quickly go to sleep. Sonia closed eyes, fog or white smoke floated before his eyes. And in this mist Sonia seemed to see two white hands, so white and bright, whiter than white fog. But at the same time transparent. Sonia in her right hand clearly saw a glowing stone. She decided it was a dream. How can she sleep and think about the same time?
- This is not a dream, do not worry, I'm talking to you, me, the Alcyon, the Holy Spirit Mountain Tthimangua. Do not worry. Andrei everything is fine. That's right. Everything goes as planned.
- What is this strange plan of the stone? - Asked indignantly, Sonia.
- Not only the stone, - replied the low voice.
- People have also shared the grief with us. People do not feel and do not go not realize that the gate keeps the entire planet as commodities. It nr not take people for people but for plants which produce crops. But I believe and I know that salvation will come. He was born a boy, who can change the course of events and reset time. But for that, there is still much to suffer. To ripen of love and hate. The only greater love, coupled with the greatest hatred, can cause an explosion in the Portal. - If you know that everything will and how it would be, why did you have to intervene? - Sonia asked mentally. - Maybe you can wait two thousand years? For you it is not long, given the way time flows in a stone, or you also consider the events on Earth, such as bacterial ; ries in a puddle?
- Why do you talk that way with me, Sonia? For you, it was clear, I give an example. When people sow wheat, they know what will happen? Knowledge. What will he cut and thresh and grind grain into flour and then ferment it. Next, the convection oven and baked bread. Only after the whole process children can eat the bread. When children are hungry, they can bury in the ground and expect to grow the bread ready. They do this because children are ignorant. But adults know that the bread will not grow. Therefore, knowing what was involved in the process: throwing grain into the ground. Because I knew I would step in and contribute to the growth of the grain. Have you ever done ridging potatoes?
- Yes, I made the layby.
- So you did this so that the crop is better? And why did not expect a couple of years? Because there are objective processes and conditions. And I try to help this process succeed.
- Although hard tourner.Sonia wanted to open eyes and stop this vision, but decided to ask a question.
- I noticed that the gate drives people to grow silk psycho certain energies. Then he sucks these emotions. All people are influenced by that? Can I avoid this?
- All, without exception - said Alcyon.
- can be avoided if realizing that you are the earth-and your life - is the land. And resist. Not afford to grow. Become a barren land. Completely get rid of sensuality and tenderness. Do not let yourself to feel any emotion.
- Is it possible for man to control in this way?
- For a man it is possible, but for God all things are possible.
may God forbid Portal suck human strength? - Sonia was surprised.
- God does not forbid. Looking at the efforts of people and his desire to be the man, not a factory, God protects people and help them.
- How to become such a man? - Sonia asked.
- Very easy and simple - explains Alcyon - being in a place where God tells him, and at that time when God says and carry out its law.
- is it possible for everyone?
- For all, and now you have to go to sleep, Andrey will return in the evening, and you'd still have time to gather business, and tomorrow morning you will go to Sochi. You'll find the key.
Sonia has slept almost until evening. Andrew did not request and did not come. Sonia had just eaten her own leftovers and getting ready to go in search of Andrei, as inadvertently taken standing on the edge of an old wardrobe trunk. Parterre box fell open, and fell to the ground. Sonia was raised inside the box. It turned out that the cases were arranged long ago. When Pavlik was still alive, they came to visit Lubach. Since that time, my aunt kept drawings, toy soldiers, catapult, a whistle to his nephew, still a lot of different treasures of childhood. Sonia looked at these simple things and thought they belonged to his one and only son. But when she thought of her background was a protest pop subconscious: "No, not a single son." Sonia was surprised, but tried to suppress the protest weird. There was also a small notepad. Sonia had opened and read: "my dream". She had long forgotten in an unreal past life she wrote her dreams. She asked herself: what she wanted to 19 years? Have a family life. Giving birth to second child with a beloved husband, strong, handsome, caring, attentive. Build comfortable, beautiful home. Feel safe. See the world, travel. Give something of your life. Now it seems that even in a dream later. Life has taught at Sonia to believe that happiness is temporary and is punishable. At one of the pages of a book read Sonia: develop, your name and you know who you are. The real name was Sonia Svetlana. She was named Sonia because her grandmother called Sonia in Ukrainian, The Sun in Russian.
- Sonia, YDI Dodoma - called grandmother.
So parents started to call Sonia. Svetlana - is a light, an eternity, a unit, a talent, a love, an angel, hope ... The last letter is not resolved. For some reason, today, now, Sonia thought that "a" - is Alcyone. And she remembered she and her grandmother Agatha designed her mother on a stone, and she, Sonia, has designed Pavlik on a stone, which is serving a prison sentence Alcyon. This is perhaps not a coincidence? Perhaps the spirit of the holy mountain Tthimangua able to broadcast its substance in the embryos of Earthlings? Just think that Sonia could the final question is there, somewhere, deep in his body, the second part of the nucleolus of the cell nucleus, where equipment is stored heterochromosomes , which is one of the genes of the construction, she heard a joyful noise.
"Finally - something, Sonia, you realize that all peoples of the earth-these are not humans. There are people who are half human, and there are - those are not human of all. You, you Sonia is a mixture of earth and unite it, you are the future of two planets. The key, Sonia, to whom did you give the key? "
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