The Masked Magician. I’m not here by chance
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Рамиль Латыпов. The Masked Magician. I’m not here by chance
Chapter 1 Former
Chapter 3 Guild
Chapter 4 Berry
Chapter 5 Bandits
Chapter 7 An Unexpected Visit
Chapter 9 Epilogue
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The park is always sunny, especially on such a summer morning. I Daniel sat on the bench. Purely. Freshly. Nearby is a pond where ducks swim. The beauty. I can’t even believe that just yesterday I broke up with my beautiful girlfriend Regina. Even though she was always jealous of me, I loved her. Maybe I still do. She always suspected me of cheating. Rummaged through the phone. And yesterday she climbed into my apartment with an inspection, which I rented. I checked every corner. And as luck would have it, I found lipstick. I don’t understand where she comes from. Maybe it’s left over from past tenants. But for her it was the last straw, and she broke up with me. I was very sad. But it looks like I’ll be given a second chance today. She wants to talk. Maybe we can make up. She is feisty, but outgoing. Believes in all sorts of signs. Black cats, spilled salt. Reads all sorts of conspiracies. In short, he suffers from garbage. But I’m not judging. That’s when she began to whisper over my tea, I didn’t like it. But I drank, I love her. I’m sitting waiting. He put on the cleanest white shirt and black trousers. Shaved and combed. I was ready for reconciliation. I bought two packs of protective equipment. After a quarrel, our passion is stormy. I looked at the reflection from the window with an advertisement for baldness products. Straight beauties. Pulled up, inflated, at least on the cover. Twenty-two already.
– Save the tone.– Shouted a thin female voice.
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Found the office I needed quickly. He asked a passing man in glasses and a robe, he pointed to the red door. He entered without waiting for his companion. Let the laughs continue with the children. Didn’t knock. May this world meet the new evil me. Near the window stood a demon with blue skin and two yellow horns. In a red military uniform. Three mugs on shoulder straps. He is clearly an officer. He stood not alone, but hugging an angel girl with white wings and the same white shoulder-length hair. Dressed in a loose white tunic. The lady is clearly beautiful, but painfully sad. Apparently it was not a rush of passion. The demon only consoled the lady. Although clearly with hidden intentions. I don’t trust demons. The room was simple. Large white writing chair, sofa and three chairs. Behind the table were folders with various documents. I remembered the offices in which I worked part-time in my youth.
– You were not taught to knock, young man.– Said the angel all in tears.– We had a serious conversation here.
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