? Ikazkan -> Tezot

Chernika turns her gaze to the ceiling – so that the moisture in her eyes remains in place and does not leave its intended location.
Then she takes off the amulet from her neck.
- What nonsense. It doesn't even work. And blue doesn't suit me, - twisting the chain on her finger, she throws the great Izakan artifact far and deep – right into the magma that envelops the city with its streams. It melts into a homogeneous mass.
- A piece of paper of hypocrisy and boredom, - she says to the scroll of resurrection, before tearing it into small pieces and blowing them off her palm like dandelion seeds.
She stands in place for a while, trying to understand her emotions, then leaves the city. None of those who knew her, or who could have met her in the future, ever saw her again.