White notebook. Roldugin S.V.

This world is witchcraft. Here are Raeins, the beloved of the daughters of the original elements, live next to people; Shakai-ar, the descendants of the ancients, are hunting other people's emotions and blood; Wandering in the crowd unrecognized Vedarcy - dragons, phoenixes, unicorns. This world is wonderful. Here the cities wear multi -colored names - green, turquoise, silver, bloom apple trees in distant borders and alliysky palaces abandoned for millennia ago are sleeping underground.

This world is cruel. Here the young people are looking for love, the ancients - run away from death, and fate reduces them on one narrow path, connects firmly and looks with a mocking smile: what will you do now, dear? This world is on the verge of war. Only he still does not know about it.