***Flavius trudged slowly through the snowy coniferous forest. Knee-deep in snow, dressed in light clothing and completely alone, he seemed to be in no hurry, as if simply taking a stroll.
- Beautiful, - the mage whispered, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.
When he opened them, he saw a silhouette flicker between the trees ahead. A few seconds later, the silhouette flickered again, and Flavius heard a woman's laughter.
- A girl, - he said to himself with a smirk.
The mage quickened his pace, intending to catch up with the mysterious stranger.
- Catch me! - the girl shouted to Flavius and continued to lead him on.
Accepting the challenge, Flavius ran. The snow before his feet vanished, and the traveler soon caught up with the stranger. Grabbing her by the arm, Flavius turned the girl to face him. Tall and pale, with long hair as white as snow, she was completely naked. But this did not surprise Flavius at all.
- Kiss me, - she said.
- Wow, just like that! Well, alright.
Flavius's warm lips touched the stranger's cold lips, and the mage immediately felt a searing cold in his chest. He tried to push the girl away but realized he couldn't move a finger. Warmth slowly drained from the mage's body, and there was nothing he could do about it.
The chime of a ship's bell woke Flavius. Upon waking, he saw that the porthole in his cabin was open and a very cold wind was blowing through it. Shivering from the cold, the mage jumped out of bed and closed it, then dressed more warmly and went up to the deck. It was early morning; the Snow Raven was not moving. It was locked in ice on all sides. Walking forward, Flavius saw Frithjof, who stood at the very bow, gazing thoughtfully into the distance.
- On foot from here? – asked the mage as he approached.
- By sled. And if we have to eat the bears, we'll go by skis.
- I hope it doesn't come to that. I've already started having nightmares. Although, it was the best of all the nightmares I've ever had.
- Nightmares in sleep aren't so scary. You can always wake up. Nightmares while awake are far more terrifying.
Southerners Have No Place Here
...In a place like this, nutrition plays a very important role. But when someone eats for two, the others don't appreciate it very much...
...Nobody likes inspections. And they like inspectors even less—those who poke their noses where they can and where they cannot...
...
RiMpel2 was not seen all day. What he was doing in his cabin all this time remains unknown...
...Today
Ment felt warmer and cozier than ever before...
...No one knows what
WishmasteR did, but they decided to chain him to the bear cage...
...
Злобный Ящур was found dead by
Nephele's cabin. Apparently, he froze to death. And this was very strange, as it is not that cold inside the ship. In Yazshur's luggage, they found a
book letter denouncing the heresy of the Cathars...
Alive: 1.
Weininger -
Yuuhei 2.
Mishima -
ToX 3.
Guy Debord -
KindShaman 4.
Hemingway -
Fragment 5.
Gogol -
Wistrit 6.
Yesenin -
MasteR 7.
Kawabata -
RiMpel2 8.
Kleist -
Nephele10.
London -
Ment11.
Mayakovsky -
WishmasteR12.
Pavese -
Uranium23513
Freud -
Neyra Drake14.
Tsvetaeva -
Heroist Dead: 9.
Lucretius -
Злобный Ящур