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© Рамиль Латыпов, 2022

ISBN 978-5-0056-6174-6 (т. 2)

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Chapter 1 Chains

The darkness disperses. I open my eyes. What? Where I am? What a headache. Everything is spinning. I can’t move. I am suspended by the arms from a beam on the ceiling. Hands tied with rope. Rough and tough. All in mud. Feet lightly touch the floor. The whole body hurts and itches. Looked around. I’m in a tent. You have to scream. But what is it? Gag in the mouth. Some kind of white rag and smells strange. Taste too. Looked at the floor. Sand. Clean, yellow. Like the sea. How do I know what the sea is? What do I even know? Empty head. I have no memories. Who am I? I’m a man. I understood it exactly. Young. No older than twenty. Muscles gleam in the candlelight. There are five of them. Cinder buds. All in sweat. What’s on me. A piece of cloth on the thigh. Bandage. It is written on the floor, in the sand, “You are Jan a gambler. He owed money. You will be tortured. The oblivion potion will be gone in half an hour. Hold on. I”. It became clearer. But what a stupid name Yang. It’s like an abbreviation for another name. Maybe Jankov, Janbert or Janus. Names like nobles. I’m one of the aristocrats. Or maybe a runaway prince. Although hardly. Princes wouldn’t play cards. Memories like a herd of bulls burst into my head, sweeping away everything in its path, both pain and fatigue. I am small surrounded by my beautiful and rich parents. Expensive clothes on us. On their heads are festive wreaths. Behind us is a big house. Servants and maids. I rejoice with them. Something good happened. But then the image is gone. In the tent, opening the canopy behind which is emptiness, a barrier. Two entered. Two gorgeous young ladies in high scarlet heels with stilettos. With whips in their hands and tight leather corsets over white blouses. The skirts are red, short under them are beautiful white legs. One lady is wearing glasses. They suit her very well. Little lady. No older than twenty. Another can be seen experienced twenty-five years no more. With bunny ears and blonde hair. On the heads of cute hats on the rabbit is black, on the other lady is white. What interesting hair the little lady has. The colors are bright pink with curls. It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? On the heads of cute hats on the rabbit is black, on the other lady is white. What interesting hair the little lady has. The colors are bright pink with curls. It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? On the heads of cute hats on the rabbit is black, on the other lady is white. What interesting hair the little lady has. The colors are bright pink with curls. It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? It can be seen that this is not her natural color. Maybe she’s hiding from someone. The disguise suits her. They are my overseers. Rejoice. Smiles from ear to ear. The eyes are furious. Directly blaze from. Why are they so blazing? Are they masochists? What word is this? It tastes so familiar and sweet when I say it. I quickly erase the inscription on the floor with my foot. Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void? Apparently I made it. Here I am good. Half an hour. I will endure. And he didn’t feel that way. How do I know this? I am very strong. The strength of the spirit in me knows no bounds. But here’s a broken heart. What happened to me? Is it a void?