🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- As you can see, it happened by chance. And please, don't call me by that name. After I killed Inak and his dog, I no longer deserve it.
- Friends are strict with their own, a delight for any beholder. - A phantom photograph, discarded, cuts through the air and lands near Asmidul; it shows a crazed young man strangling Zavirushka Snegoles with his own hands. - Reflections of the past are dear to the heart.

—Ina-ka... killed? —the agonizing truth settles on his shoulders like a heavy weight.
Lowering his gaze to the ground, the young man studies the photograph for a while, detached, so that every moment is forever etched in his memory.

—No, it wasn't you. And it wasn't me. Your name is above this. And so is mine. It was them. —he finally murmurs. —I would like to say a lot, but the words can only be addressed to human souls; no dialogue can be built with inanimate objects. —imitating the phantom, with a mixture of anger and confidence, he raises his head to face his tormentors. —So what do you want?