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- You saw, that somebody did it? - has shaken a head. - No, I did not see such who can see internal essence of things and use it. - But you have told: if I knew more, - I insisted. - that I should know? It has again shaken a head. - We do not know internal essence of forces which have grasped us. It.- It... - I have shown on a flame raging round us. I have been assured that the fiery ring all is compressed round us. Is fire. Fire is born from fire wood, combustible liquids. What internal essence of fire - that feeds it?
On fire I did not see neither fire wood, nor traces of hot butter with which we burnt down in lamps.
- That feeds it... - has thoughtfully repeated Gateja. And then excitation has touched her face. - yes, probably that fuel for fire exists somewhere in other place.
This statement seemed to me absolute nonsense, but in it it has cleared a new life and readiness for actions. She has given a hand to me.
- Cup... You have a few waters to pour there? - It is not enough.
- Should suffice. I cannot make it, a cup after all yours. Only you can call forces which contain in him. Pour there waters, hold it strong. Then offer to me a hand. Perhaps Gru too will attach to us the forces. Give is our unique chance! I one cannot make it!
I have dripped water in a cup. It has hardly covered its bottom. Strong holding it, I have sat down on hunkers, took her hand.
- Now close eyes. It is fire. It burns, there fire wood. Absolutely, as in the centre. And here water, a water source. It is a lot of water. It all rises, rises... See it! You should see it!
In its voice there was an order, command. But when I have closed eyes, my reason has risen. I could not imagine it. I tried, but the picture was too pale, it all time disappeared.
Somewhere the voice, very weak was in the distance heard. I should strain everything to catch it. No, it there was not a voice, it was the fire, a fire burning on a wood glade. Fire in which fire wood, a usual fire of the hunter flared!
Something has cleared up in me. Forces about which existence I also did not suspect of myself. It seemed to me that the power of fire and power of water have turned to any physical substances and have united in me, have filled me. The weak, trembling picture in my brain became steady and accurate. And besides, I have seen stones, from under which beat a spring. Fire and water - old enemies.
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