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но лучше бы он делал паузы между фразами, чтобы люди могли ощутить СЕБЯ В НИХ

вот настоящий артур, а нетот кто вещает хрень сейчас))) маркетплэйс

У каждого тела свой Ум, они работают всегда в паре, а Разум - всеобщий.

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Book four. Chapter Eighteen. How to support the dragon? Getting as close as possible to the quickly descending cloud of winged vampires, the Green Dragon turned around with lightning speed and, spewing bright red flames into the impenetrable, aggressively oscillating thicket, flew in a tight circle inside the purple tornado, which also tried to shoot down the bloodthirsty enemy with its dizzyingly rotating air trunk, and throw out those leaving behind smoke plumes of burned bats outward. The closed space was filled with invisible currents of dense terrestrial energy and began to rapidly heat up. Turning her hopeful gaze upward and trying in vain to see what was happening through the thick red haze, the fairy boldly wiped beads of sweat from her forehead and crossed her index and middle fingers. Making a spiral path upward and turning sharply for a second approach, the dragon released a burst of orange fire, turning the next swarm of vampires into ashes. But some bats still managed to slip past the hot flashes of fire and get closer to the fairy’s brave defender. The unyielding dragon, thanks to his incredible intuition and lightning-fast reaction, repelled the attacking enemy with his strong spiked tail and, bursting into an even more dense third circle noisily swarming with evil spirits, erupted a fresh portion of devouring light yellow fire. The second the dragon turned around and rushed into the fourth ring, its magical flame, reflected in the vortex waves, filled the compressed space with a rich green color. One of the enraged vampires finally managed to break through and strike with his claws at the tiny scaly body. Tiny but hot golden droplets fell onto the palms of the fairy, who immediately realized: “He is wounded,” and without delay telepathically contacted the purple crystal: “Kolis!” The witches discovered us, and we... - Yes, my princess! I'm observing everything. - But why are you so calm? The dragon is wounded and bleeding. - Yes, it’s annoying, but don’t worry too much, it’s just a few drops of blood. - Kolis, his size... Hatred flared up in me instinctively yesterday and he became simply tiny. - Alizee, there is no reason to worry. The dragon is only a small part of it in the visible world; a fair part of it is hidden in parallel space, where I support it energetically. - Thank you, Kolis! Now, if only we could return our wounded hero to his true size. Annily found the following entry in “Mystical Revelations”: if a fairy falls in love with an object of living nature (including a mystical creature), and her heart is filled with a magical dream, the object will instantly increase to gigantic proportions. My question is: is it possible for me to fall in love with a dragon here and now? - A wise and timely question, my princess! Love is the boundless creative power of the universe - the energy of comprehensive consciousness and balance - a mysterious and incomprehensible mystical beginning - the highest irrational magic. No one can control love. It is unconditional, uncontrollable, unpredictable and unexpectedly comes on its own. - I must assume that I am powerless here. However, how can I support the dragon when I can't even see my only liberator through the colorful flashes of fire? - Sing for him with your magic voice, it will be optimal and effective. “Okay, Kolis, I’ll do that,” Alizee interrupted the telepathic connection and, looking again at the tiny golden droplets in her palm, sang tenderly and melodiously: Fly my little Dragon, knowing no barriers, To the island of fairies in a garden with marvelous flowers. Fly my brave Dragon in the heavenly winds In ineffable worlds as wonderful as dreams. Forget the steel of the shackles, the ice of the caves, Grow big and do not spare the fire for your enemies. The wrath of lightning sparkles in your scales - Cupid's arrow or the finale on the shields...

Book four. Chapter seventeen. The dragon enters the battle Menacingly muttering and strainingly puffing, empty-headed monsters with blood-chilling faces crowded around the stormy tornado that prevented their advance and, trying to penetrate inside the dense vortex sparkling with neon shades and jumping clumsily onto each other’s shoulders and the backs of their heads, huddled up to the very ceiling. But all their zealous attempts and frantic feverish efforts to penetrate the wind barrier rotating at great speed and get to the young sorceress with the little dragon were in vain. Not wanting to even admit the thought that the fairy was capable of resisting their all-powerful witchcraft, the witches, disheveled by the sudden wind currents, boiled with rage and, roaring hysterically, began to fire at the tornado with dazzling explosive lightning. From innumerable directed energy explosions, ragged through holes gaped in the rapid whirlwind, into which the newly activated bloodthirsty retinue pulled their clawed paws, sharp fangs, crooked stumps and cold tentacles, and almost reached the seriously alarmed soft-skinned fairy. Clearly determined to support an active defense, the Green Dragon sedately flew off graceful shoulder and, opening his fire-breathing mouth, spewed out his tiny but ultra-powerful flame. The magical tornado quickly picked up the merciless burning element and, becoming fiery, in a split second destroyed all the most terrible predatory limbs extended by the evil spirits. - You are simply brilliant, dragon! - the fairy said, shaking out treacherous goosebumps, - but why is the fire so strong, but it doesn’t make me feel the least bit hot? “My magical liberator,” the Green Dragon, fluttering with tiny wings in the center of the fiery tornado, lightly puffed a multi-colored plasma flash from his nostrils, “when in the stalactite cave I breathed a magical flame at you, in the breath of fire an alchemical hardening of the body and wings occurred, now you can safely pass through the fire element. But, in my opinion, now is not the time to discuss idle issues." “Yes, dragon, no doubt,” Alizee instantly came to her senses, “quickly sit on my shoulder and we fly.” Just can’t see where to fly? “Fly up, inside the fire tornado that has already burned right through the ceiling,” shouted the Green Dragon, who had returned to his shoulder, “although, wait a second, I will still pacify the flame, since its power is incredibly destructive.” The dragon roared in his gut in an unfamiliar low, hoarse voice a spell known only to him in the ancient dragon language - obeying a very exotic-sounding excuse, the merciless flame at the same moment disappeared without a trace, and the unrelenting protective tornado again became purple. The fairy raised her eyes upward, spread her wings and, shining beautifully with a magical light, was about to fly away, when she suddenly heard a terrible noise coming from above, pressing on her ears and consciousness from thousands of membranous wings. This uncontrollable host of vampire bats, fanning out their claws like a fan, penetrated the upper throat of the tornado and, quickly descending against the rising air current, rushed into a hopelessly terrifying attack that would make even the most fearless heart tremble. But only not the brave heart, even though become quite small in size the Green Dragon, which silently took off towards the approaching deadly countless-darkness.

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Book four. Chapter sixteen. No right to choose With silent winged shadows, both raven footmen obediently flew up to the venerable magical creature who made everyone present tremble and began to delicately remove the soft burgundy fabric from the eyes that see the invisible, filled with sacred powers. Those in the hall fell silent and froze in anticipation of a miracle covered in an incomprehensible mystery. Huge and round, like saucers, the eyes of the fluffy bird sparkled and flashed with an indescribable magical light. The eagle owl displeasedly turned his mobile head 270 degrees to the right and, carefully peering into every millimeter of invisible space and loudly hooting: boo-boo-boo-hu, boo-boo-boo-hu, began to slowly turn his neck to the left. The rancid dusty air, which trembled under the influence of the drilling, penetrating gaze, under the gloomy arches of the columned hall and between the multi-ton dark red pillars began to noticeably heat up and began to ring tormentingly to the ears. After a few minutes of staring, the eagle owl menacingly knitted his shaggy eyebrows and pointedly extended his right wing: “Here they are!” - But why they? - the emerald-eyed Ephyrtitta indignantly smiled ambiguously and insidiously, - I see only my recent acquaintance - a gullible but adamant fairy who dared to challenge us - the high priestesses of magic. “Because the eagle-owl have in view this green cockroach,” the other seven witches laughed sarcastically, pointing to the right shoulder of the disenchanted fairy, “and since the scoundrel has challenged us, we simply must mercilessly wipe her off the face of the earth and there will be no mercy.” - Yes, yes, yes, unconditionally! Her and hers cockroach,” Ephyrtitta roared indignantly, throwing a sparkling glance at the little dragon, who instantly regretted his true size. At the same moment, Alizee realized with horror that the spell of the invisibility cap had dissipated and she and the Green Dragon had again become visible, involuntarily stepped back and, wanting to hide from the poisonous glances of the mistresses of the castle and their ominous retinue, spread her wings. - Grab them! Grab it immediately! - the witches screamed horribly and threw paralyzing hissing balls, the color of a thundercloud, at the discovered visitors. Alizee instantly cast the spell: “Do Absorption” and created a barrier with a mirror surface that absorbed all the snorting balls flying at her. Bursting with frantic anger and reaching out to the hopelessly condemned with their terrible merciless hands, paws, claws, toothy muzzles and eyeless ghostly skulls, thirsting for immediate cruel reprisal, the innumerable witch retinue from all sides moved towards the brave fairy, who did not even think of giving up for a second, in whose graceful hand a feather-light wand capable of performing magic without verbal spells appeared. Resolutely waving her magic wand, which had taken on a sky-blue color, clockwise, the fairy threw back the raging horde of brutal motley evil spirits several meters back. But a huge, wildly raging crowd of evil spirits stepped over those thrown under their lower limbs, wich twisted from the blow of an irresistible magical wave of the torso and, surrounding the one that unexpectedly offered resistance on all sides, continued the vile infernal attack. - Oh, so that’s how she is! - the witches became even more furious and shouted even louder to their frenzied retinue, “destroy the villain and her vile insect once and for all!” - Dragon, hold on tight! Let's try to break through! - trying to keep what was happening under control, with a consciousness that had become many times aggravated in a catastrophic situation, the fairy shouted and waved her magic wand in the opposite direction and bravely added the spell: Servo spir वायुः ab hoste nos defendat! A small but very powerful purple tornado, cutting off Alizee and the Green Dragon from the inexorably approaching deadly claws and monstrous fangs of evil spirits enraged to the point of absolute madness, quickly swirled around and, instantly rising to the ceiling, tore off the frescoes with imprinted teachers and mentors of angry witches eager for immediate merciless reprisal.

Артур единственный человек в России, у которого по 6 пальцев на ногах

Не только медитации а ещё заниматься физически.. И всё получится.

Спасибо огромное.❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Спасибо. 😊 Здесь в Артуре много мягкости... жаль, что сейчас этого нет... 😢

Честно, ничего не поняла, (((

Book four. Chapter fifteen. Witches in panic After a short breathtaking flight, Alizee with the little dragon on the shoulder landed near an old stone hut with boarded up windows and, deftly taking out a tiny brooch in the form of a rhinoceros beetle with nine diamond horns and rubbing it with a cambric handkerchief, she raised her palm to rusty door lock. The beetle obediently came to life and climbed into the disgusting a keyhole whistling from a draft. A familiar grinding sound sounded unlockable lock. The door opened slightly. Quickly returning back, beetle jumped into the palm of the mistress and turned into a motionless brooch. Disgustingly wincing, the fairy flew up to the still terribly dusty to the wall mirror and said in a barely audible voice: “Aiperi ianuam.” Beaming and quickly spinning into a large funnel, centuries-old specks of dust again formed a portal into which Alizee boldly stepped and, guided by the clear thoughts received from an infallible navigator - guinea pigs flew silently through the dimly lit area of wax candles columned hall. The witches had becomes very suspicious, after penetration a few days ago an unknown mysterious person came to the castle. The witches conjured a signal web, into which, out of ignorance, ended up, tangled with wings, a light invisible fairy. Green dragon fast realized what was going on and, flying around his entangled chaperone, with became short after an extreme mystical reduction flame, which, we must pay tribute, remained super-powerful, had burned strong web and freed the silent invisible one, who freely sighed and, flying a little further forward, intuitively decided hide behind a massive marble column. Vibration signal from cobwebs shook the bell in the next room, where carefree enjoyed the favorite flavors of the midday meal, the mighty and evil mistresses of the castle. Hearing the bell, the witches jumped up from behind table filled with all kinds of dishes and drinks and, headlong rushing to the still smoking empty web, they screamed heartbreakingly: Guard, there's a burglar in the castle! Guard, there is an uninvited guest in the castle! Fairy held her breath and, just in case, covered the small mouth of the sitting on her shoulder, the Green Dragon. In the hands of witches who seem to be undermined rushed to fly around the columns, bright resinous torches flared up. Hall filled with a confused and excited motley crowd that crawled out of all the cracks and fissures, the retinue - these were poisonous snakes, toads, crows, bats, black cats, jackals, giant spiders, brownies, ghosts and other terrifying servants of dark magic. Even, hanging on the mosaic walls, living magical portraits blinked in riotous colors and whispered excitedly. They all couldn't figure out what happened? Who broke into the castle? After all, no one was seen. - Magic trick with the disappearance of a person! Carry the all-seeing owl! - Having guessed what was the matter, the witches screamed. Holding in sharp claws thick branch, eight Abyssinian long-eared owls flew into the hall, following two coal-black ravens flew in with them. On a wrapped in wool branch sat a majestic fluffy golden-brown eagle owl, his eyes were covered with thick, light-proof burgundy fabric. Those present are turned around together to the large, frightening, mysterious and thoughtful a marvelous bird. - Open your all-seeing eyes, ravens! Let the eagle owl will show us where the attacker is hiding! - ones commanded with the trembling imperiously creepy anger and discontent of the witch to the ravens in velvety black tailcoats and bow ties.

Book four. Chapter fourteen. Back to the Enchanted Castle As if trying to burn off the dizzying, victorious thoughts, Alizee once again ran her gaze over the dancing fiery tongues of burning stones and, carefully taking the tiny miracle in her hand, inquiringly brought it to her eyes: “Well, you made me angry, dragon.” - I beg your pardon, beautiful fairy! - the convert began to justify himself in a thin voice, - But I saw all this in a prophetic dream, which completely and completely came true today. - Okay, I don't blame you. We fly to save the purple crystal. Hold on tight! - Alizee said and, placing the crumb on her right shoulder, she put on the trouble-free invisible hat. Then she took out a gold chain with an elven artifact and, gently blowing on it, commanded: “Guinea pig, look for the exit gate from the Valley of the Dragons!” Swiftly flying out of the abandoned dwarven mines, the fairy rushed past the formidable clay giants-gatekeepers, ready to rise at any moment; As soon as was many kilometers away from the valley filled with endless dangers, she landed, took a breath and wiped the perspiration with silver mountain dust from her forehead with a fresh handkerchief. “So, dear dragon,” the fairy said, finally coming to her senses, “soon we will fly to the Witches Castle.” We will need to get into the secret treasury and free the living purple crystal, no matter what. Only your super-strong flame can destroy the magical protective sphere. However, I already told you about this. When we get into the castle, behave as quietly as possible, quieter than a mouse! Witches have very sensitive hearing, and if they hear us, it will turn into a huge disaster for us - the merciless evil witches will not let us out of there alive. The little green dragon nodded his head in agreement: “I listen and obey, my beautiful liberator.” Could there be anything worse than endless loneliness in a stalactite cave? I'm ready for any outcome! - Kolis, hello! - made a telepathic connection with the living crystal Alizee, - the Green Dragon, who sits on my shoulder, and we left the Valley of the Dragons and are flying straight to your rescue! - What amazing information! - the crystal gave vent to its feelings. - Thank you, princess, but I have some very unenviable news. After your last visit to the castle, the witches suspected something and hid me even more thoroughly, in three forged chests placed in each other and wrapped in magic chains. - Hey, Kolis, don’t worry, a dragon with super-strong flames is sitting on my shoulder. “That’s the sadness, princess,” the crystal suddenly timidly doubted, “why is it so small?” Is this the same dragon? Although his energy is painfully familiar to me. Carefully touching the little dragon, Alizee laughed cheerfully. - We're flying out! Await!

Book four. Chapter thirteenth. Shrinking of the Dragon - Alizee, are you here? - Annily asked telepathically. “Of course, my golden one,” the warmed-up fairy responded quickly. “You probably found something, right?” - There is very little information on this topic, just a few lines. I am pleased to pass them on to you. - Excellent, Annily! I thank you endlessly, I knew that you would definitely find a solution. - Wait, to thank me, these are not just spells - this is the highest magic. Can you make a mystical revelation come true?! That is the question. “Let’s not guess whether I can or can’t,” Alizee frowned sarcastically, “I'm all ears, pass on the text!” - Mystical art. Spatial theory. The influence of the phenomena of Love, Dreams and Hate. If a fairy falls in love with an object of living nature (including a mystical creature), and her heart is filled with a magical dream, the object will instantly increase to gigantic proportions. And vice versa: when a fairy to hates an object, even if superficially, it will shrink to an incredibly small size, down to an atom. The final size is controlled by emotional balance and visual control. So all you have to do is to hate the dragon. - What!? Just hate it? - Alizee was horrified, - But how can I hate him, he’s so cute? “Well, try,” Annily hastened to reassure her, “as they say: from love to hate there is one step.” - Horrible! I’m not telling you that I fell in love, but for no reason at all to be inflamed with hatred - where has this been seen? Are there really no more digestible solutions to this issue? - To my great regret, nothing more is written in the books that I managed to look through today. But if you give me time, I can fly to Dewey’s ice library, where I can find something else on this issue. “I don’t have the slightest desire to wait for who knows what, Annily.” Leave this idea. I'll try to come up with something based on this information. Thank you for your help in difficult times! Hello Tinkerbell and all the other fairies. I kiss you many times and hope to see you soon. - Okay, Alizee, I hope everything works out for you. If necessary, fairies are always ready to help you. A big kiss you too. Don't disappear, please. The green dragon smiled and shook his head, puzzled: “Yes, the task is really not an easy one.” - Something I've never encountered before. I can’t imagine how to make all this a reality,” Alizee smiled sadly in response, and rested her cheek on her fist and thought about something. “Don’t be sad, beautiful fairy,” the Green Dragon winked encouragingly, “take your magic wand and start casting magic.” You will definitely succeed. - Yes? - instantly perking up, Alizee took off and reached for her magic wand, - Draco reductio! Strong magical waves flew out of the thin stick, but upon reaching the sparkling impenetrable scales, they instantly faded away and the cave space was filled with thick acrid smoke. - Again! - The chained prisoner coughed affirmatively. - Draco reductio! - the fairy continued - Draco reductio! Suddenly and unexpectedly, the dragon opened its toothy mouth and breathed fire on the young sorceress, whose clothes and hair immediately burst into flames. - Oh, you green beast!!! - trying to extinguish her hair and clothes, Alizee shouted loudly, - so damn... But before she had time to finish, the flame went out. The veil of unfeigned anger fell from her golden-brown eyes - opposite her on a flat stone, with his tiny wings freely spread and smiling contentedly, sat a transformed Green Dragon, the size of a grasshopper.

Book four. Chapter Eleven. Dialogue between Alizee and the Green Dragon Raising the torch high, young sorceress flew around the gigantic dragon. - Well, it’s so big! Yes, he has wings. And the dove said that there was not a single winged one left,” - she burst out in surprise. Curving a skeptical eyebrow, the dragon opened a piercing emerald eye and slightly turned its huge horned head. “Hello, dear Green Dragon,”- the fairy plucked up courage, -“I ask for your generous forgiveness for suddenly disturbing your peaceful sleep.” I came to you on a particularly important matter. - Beautiful fairy! I've been waiting for you for a long time... And only now Alizee remembered that she was wearing an invisibility hat: Oh, can you really see me? What wonderful extraordinary vision you have. “I don’t see you, I smell you,”- the dragon puffed out a multi-colored flash from his nostrils. - But then how do you know that the fairy is beautiful? - Many years ago, I saw in a prophetic dream a beautiful fairy who came to my aid. And then you appeared. - Then everything is clear. But not quite everything, because I need help for myself. Or rather for my good friend - the purple crystal. - Well, what kind of help does your friend need? Alizee again had to tell the whole story that happened to her the other day. The dragon exhaled heavily: “So, so, that means the crystal is purple and is directly related to Atlantis!?” Then I guess who it might be. Yes, his release is truly worthy of my participation. But know, beautiful fairy, there is one very serious obstacle - I, too, am chained by the giants of the lucky Tofratormt. He slightly raised his mighty membranous wings and loudly clinked his thick chains. - Did you say: the lucky Tofratormt? - Alizee asked, taking off the invisibility cap from her head. - Exactly! He was incredibly lucky that on the day of retribution he hid in the deep dungeons of the goblins, but this was only his short-term happiness... - I see that the chains in which the giants shackled you are half made of gold. Is this some kind of additional magic? - No. This is when I sometimes try to break the unbreakable goblin chains, my blood oozes from the wounds and covers the surface of the durable metal with the mystical gold of the Demiurges. And what kind of dove, the beautiful fairy told you, that there is not a single winged dragon left? - The white dove, just a kind forest white dove, said this to me. - Yes, fortune was more favorable to me than to my valiant relatives, who were crippled by the executioners of Tofratormt. When I was tired after the battle and fell asleep, the giants found and captured me. They tried to cut off my wings, but all their swords, axes, and guillotines became dull and broke on my strong scales. Then they had to chain me and imprison me among the stalactites and stalagmites in the abandoned dwarf mines. It is quite appropriate to say that the mysterious ritual to strengthen my genome in the mystical space was carried out by the one who subsequently entered the violet crystal. I called him the great wizard AUM! But he was always modest and said that for Atlantis - the mysterious country where he was from - this was just ordinary everyday knowledge. - So that means everything is fine with your flame? - the fairy asked joyfully. “Of course, everything is in order,” nodding his majestic head, the dragon laughed roaringly, “What could harm the Great Mystic!?”

Book four. Chapter twelve. Annily and the Mystical Question - Annily, hello Golden! - standing in front of the Green Dragon, the fairy made a telepathic connection. - Alizee, dear Alizee! What happened? Tinkerbell and I, and indeed all the fairies, have completely lost you. Where have you gone? - Annily responded alarmedly. “Everything is fine with me, everything is unfolding as it should, I’m in the Valley of the Dragons.” Warm greetings to all fairies! What's new with you, my treasure? How are your spatial and stellar calculations going? - We are fine. The calculations are also okay. My heart tells me that you are worried about something, Alizee? - Your heart does not deceive you, I urgently need your experience and knowledge: in front of me is a huge dragon chained in unbreakable chains. We urgently need to release him. Maybe reduce it in size, then the shackles will no longer hold it? - That's how it is... You have a magic wand, use it. - It’s not so simple, Annily, this is a special dragon. If the strong magic of the goblins had no effect on him, then the magic wand will hardly have any effect on him. - Oh, In this way! If magic does not produce an effect, then I need to find a solution to the problem of using complex spatial methods in mystical revelations. How urgently do you need my answer? - The faster the better. Here in the underground cave it is beautiful, but quite cool and damp. - Oh, Alizee, poor thing! Then I won’t waste precious time, be constantly in touch with me. Okay? - I'm looking forward to it, Annily! Noticing that the fairy was chattering her teeth from the cold, the Dragon stretched his neck towards the moss-covered stones and briefly breathed his golden flame on them. Ten heavy stones instantly flared up and filled the stalactite cave with warmth. “I thank you immensely for your warm care,” Alizee said and, waving her magic wand, she turned the overturned trolley into an easy chair covered with a blanket. “Such trifles are not worth gratitude, beautiful fairy,” the dragon responded, causing a double echo. - Wrapping herself up to her neck in a blanket and sitting comfortably in a chair, the young sorceress thoughtfully raised her golden-brown eyes upward: “Now we will look for a way to free you from the unbreakable goblin chains.” Would you mind if we temporarily reduce your size and restore you to your natural size after your release? - I guess I have no choice. But how much can you trust a fairy with whom you had telepathic contact? - The dragon asked, his eyes flashing reassuringly. - In this matter, I trust her completely and absolutely. But how did you guess about telepathic contact, since I didn’t say anything on this topic, what is the secret of mystical insight? - Of course, beautiful fairy, I have no secrets from you: I spent many years in solitude and silence, in an atmosphere of deep mountain energies; This is what opened up many unique abilities in me. - Yes, it's amazing and really incredibly difficult. And it’s also very interesting how you spent so many years in a damp and cold cave with absolutely no food? “At first I starved for a long time and almost died out, but in a wonderful dream the keeper of dragons appeared to me. He brought me food in my dreams and taught me how to bring it into reality. “So I stopped hungering,” the dragon answered, patting his toned belly. - I wanted to treat you to something delicious, but I don’t know what kind of food you prefer? - The fairy looked at the huge dimensions of the dragon with curiosity. - Thank you very much, I'm full. Does the beautiful fairy seem to come from Corsica? - Yes, I was born in Corsica, but now I increasingly live on the island of fairies. - A long time ago, when I was a fan of meat, I liked Corsican lamb and I often flew to your beautiful island to enjoy delicious lamb. But after a fateful meeting with a wizard from Atlantis, my lifestyle and nutrition system changed dramatically. I completely eliminated all animal products from my diet. - Amazing, the vegetarian dragon. How wonderful it is. So now our Corsican lambs can graze completely calmly? - Alizee asked, raising her eyes questioningly. Swinging his long scaly tail, sparkling in the dancing glare of the fires, the dragon nodded majestically and smiled friendly in response.

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Book four. Chapter Nine. Green Planet Between two enormous dragon trees, an oval plasma portal of rich cyan color bubbled up and spun into a dizzying, tightening spiral. After the flying squad of lightly armed elves, together with the rescued fairy, disappeared inside, the portal silently slammed shut and disappeared into a slightly trembling haze of air. Softly landing on her feet on the spacious observation deck of the elegant emerald castle, Alizee looked around in surprise, and unexpectedly saw a completely new amazing panorama: a beautiful green valley stretched for many kilometers in front of her. Along the far edge of the valley covered with mysterious grass patterns one could see picturesque malachite mountains, above which fluffy turquoise clouds floated peacefully. The warm air, radiating a unique harmony, shimmered with delicate shades of lime. In the velvet greenery of fancy ornamental plants, royal bright green birds sang friendly and joyfully. - A completely incomparable, green planet sheltered our people when the elves were forced to leave their native land for a long time, - the supreme leader of the elves, Yanrogorn, confidentially told the fairy who had perked up and reveled in the beauty of strange nature. - Yes, the planet is really completely green, - Alizee smiled admiringly, - maybe the green dragon I’m looking for lives here, on this paradise planet?” - Unfortunately, I have never seen a dragon on this planet, but if it is actually green, then it undoubtedly has an astrological, perhaps even fateful connection with this beautiful planet. The magical sounds of harps and flutes were heard in the front chrysolite refectory. Gracefully dancing green lights flashed above the emerald castle. The crowned wife of Yanrogorn, Breezerizhel, cordially invited her new relative, the fairy, and her blood relatives, the elves, to the dinner table. Over a sumptuous lunch of uniquely aromatic and incredibly tasty plant dishes, Alizee told about what happened to her in her native land, and how she ended up in the Valley of Dragons. The hospitable elves carefully invited her to stay in their delightful emerald castle, imbued with the mystical breath of eternity, in order to restore strength after the stress received from the attack of the monstrous giant. But Alizee, citing the urgency of finding the green dragon, kindly asked for the favor of the owners and expressed an ardent desire to go to the abandoned dwarven mines as soon as possible. “I think we can help our charming guest with something,” Breezerizhel said, intrigued, looking at her passionately loving husband, “if the purple crystal is directly related to the legendary island that sank in the bottomless depths of the ocean - Atlantis, then we have a very relevant one for you Alizee. The surprise gift is a unique magical pendant of amazing power - a golden guinea pig. This artifact, in turn, was given to the mountain elves many years ago by a powerful wizard from Atlantis, which still existed at that time. This guinea pig has unique abilities: its wonderful hearing is thousands of times more sensitive than any of the most sensitive elven ears, and its parietal eye sees through the most durable tissue of any earthly matter, be it stone or metal, well the same ease with which we see through window glass. Finding a way out of the most intricate labyrinth is a mere trifle for her. All you have to do is command: “The guinea pig, look for!" She will instantly come to life and will certainly find even a sewing needle hidden among the huge mountains. And even more so she will find a dragon. “Oh, wow,” -the fairy happily clapped her hands,- “this is a priceless and timely gift from you, dear relatives. I am indebted to you forever. Smiling encouragingly, Yanrogorn put a gold chain with a magic pendant on the fairy’s graceful neck: “ “May this search artifact bring you good luck.” We mountain elves have always been friends with dragons. May the golden guinea pig help you find the green dragon! - Thank you, my dear ones. Let it be so! - the fairy accepted the incredible gift with special reverence, - I also wanted to say: the white dove promised to show me the way to the abandoned dwarven mines, and the little hummingbirds... She shook her head thoughtfully. “The flight of the dove to get there will take two or three days. We will give you a specially trained golden eagle, he will carry you to the place three times faster. And here is flying pollen for you,”- Breezerizhel handed Alizee a rainbow waterproof bag, “Don’t worry, the elves will take care of your beloved friends - the white dove and the hummingbird.”

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Book four. Chapter eight. Nightmare morning Having completed the laconic telepathic communication with the crystal, Alizee instantly weighed the information available at the moment and turned to the sadly thoughtful white dove and looking like tiny rainbow diamonds the light-winged hummingbirds fluttering silently around: - My dear friends! I sincerely thank you for your warm meeting, delicious breakfast, precious guardian gift, and touching, tragic story about poor dragons. She waved her magic wand and intoxicatingly fragrant honey and fruit delicacies hung in the air: this is for you, my dears, a reciprocal Faeries treat. Enjoy your meal! Don't be sad, feathered white friend! - “It’s hard to remember the events that happened and realize that you can’t help anyone here,”- the dove answered, looking absentmindedly at the fairy. - Speaking of which, your help is needed right now. I need a guide to show me the way to the dwarven mines where the green dragon is located. - Yes it's true? - the dove responded, having cheered up, - I will show you the way there, beautiful lady, with great pleasure and joy. - Well, just great! Eat, gain strength for a successful flight. In this moment filled with positive emotions, a vile giant hand tightly grabbed the young charming fairy. The maniacally suspicious King Tofratormt, having heard from his omnipresent spies about the appearance in the valley of a fairy divinely singing, radiantly smiling and gracefully dancing in an energy ball of violet flame, perceived this fact as a real security threat to his absolutely despotic monarchy. He immediately ordered his fastest giant: to immediately seize and destroy the persona non grata on the spot - without trial or investigation - just like all previous extremely dangerous enemies: creatures versed in light magic or speaking the ancient dragon language. Clearly unexpected of this turn of events, Alizee screamed loudly and tried to escape from the cold, club-shaped fingers with huge cracked nails. The monstrous clay giant grinned carnivorously. An ominous black shadow blocked the amber morning light from the meanly captured fairy. She hurriedly looked up and saw the giant’s wide, rough palm above her head, which was ready to swat her like a thoughtless midge worthy only of angelic compassion. The piercing whistle of thirty-three black arrows cut through the spicy meadow air, which trembled with anger. The well-aimed elves, invisibly watching what was happening, quickly flew out of the dense crowns of trees growing nearby and fired from their tight short bows. The sharp, deadly arrows pierced the huge terracotta body firmly. The giant raised his clenched fist with the captive to his face, wrinkled in pain, and, opening his crazy red eyes wide, collapsed lifelessly to the ground. The powerful clay fingers unclenched helplessly. Not remembering herself from the horror she had experienced, the liberated flew into the sky-high heights and breathed freely with all her breasts. Slowly descending from the sky, her gaze seemed to be magnetized to a small bunch of elderberry, modestly lying in the huge palm of the dead giant. Gradually coming to her senses after the incredible rescue, Alizee saw thirty-three noble blond elves serenely standing around a giant killed by bewitched arrows and, feeling post-stress dizziness, landed on one knee next to them. - “Apparently, we have declared war on the giants again,” said the young elf. - Hey brother, this is our relative, throw such thoughts away. And what kind of world is this if we can’t even return to our native lands? All one thing is endless wanderings in a foreign land. Don’t look into the magic ball: as long as the black magician Tofratormt, who thinks only of violence, rules, the elves will see neither freedom nor peace, like their own aristocratic ears,”- the older elf interrupted him without thinking. - “Let’s better help the poor thing get up.” Approaching majestically, two stately elves carefully pulled Alizee by the arms and sedately set her on her feet.

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Book Four. Chapter seven. I'm radiantly calm. Alizee woke up early in the morning in a bright purple fritillaria, from the peaceful cooing of a pigeon. She opened the velvety petals, heavy from the fallen dew, and washed her face with a fresh, transparent drop. The radiant morning sun joyfully made its way through the lush green foliage and shone merrily in the running silvery creeks. The surrounding lush fragrant flowers, smoothly swaying in the fresh breeze, smiled welcomingly and gratefully. Seven tiny purple hummingbirds of extraordinary beauty flew straight to the purple bud that was open to the sky. The first one handed the fairy a delicate silk towel, and the others covered the tall stump with a pink embroidered tablecloth and placed light walnut boat plates with delicious ripe berries on top. - We want to thank you, wonderful guest of our meadow, for a wonderful evening. Please come visit us more often, we really enjoyed listening to your charming, magical voice, - said the hummingbirds and invited to the makeshift table. - Thank you, my dears, you are so kind and caring that you leave me no choice but to accept your generous invitation. But I don’t know if I will have such an opportunity? Because first I need to find the Green Dragon. Do you happen to know where I can find it? “No, we don’t fly anywhere further than our mountain meadow, and they have never appeared here - probably there is nothing interesting here for dragons,” the wonderful hummingbirds answered, looking sadly at each other. - For mercy, sweet birds, but you live in such a fragrant paradise oasis that I myself involuntarily begin to envy you. At that moment, a slender white dove with a cluster of red elderberry in its beak flew from the branch of a neighboring tree: Hello, majestically beautiful milady, I accidentally heard your conversation. Please, accept this small bunch from me. It will bring you good luck and protect you from visible enemies and hidden witchcraft. “Thank you, dear friend,”- the fairy greeted the free dove in surprise, accepting the unusual gift, -“have I really already fallen into someone’s disfavor, that I need protection from unsolicited witchcraft spells?” - Yes, milady, if you are looking for a dragon in our area, then will be interested in you the king of the giants - the powerful black magician - Tofratormt, who hates everything connected with these glorious mystical creatures. If it’s not a secret, then why did such a gentle, peace-loving creature like you need a dragon? - There is no special secret, my close friend imprisoned in a magical glass sphere and kept in the secret castle treasury. Only the supernaturally powerful flame of the green dragon can free him. - I really would not like to upset you, but as far as I know, the warlike giants of Tofratormt crippled all the dragons that survived after a protracted war - they broke their mighty wings and poured deep artesian water into their fire-breathing glands, which can extinguish even underground lava and magma. Now there are no flying or fire-breathing dragons left in our valley. - Is it really true? Isn't there a single dragon left with flames? - Alizee grabbed her head with concern. The last full-fledged dragon was seen here many years ago. It was a golden dragon, distinguished by extraordinary strength and speed. He appeared on a supermoon - at an hour when all the countless twinkling stars hid, and the bottomless sky turned dark burgundy. With dazzlingly sparkling golden wings, he raised crushing deadly hurricanes, and with his merciless super-powerful flame he melted huge solid rocks. He incinerated all the cave cities of the giants Tofratormt to the ground, but after that he never appeared again. Alizee sighed sadly and, gently placing her palm on her heart, immediately telepathically contacted the living crystal: Kolis, hello! The forest pigeon told me the unpleasant news - there are no more fire-breathing dragons here - not a single one remains. - Hello, Alizee! - the crystal responded - the dove has inaccurate information. The green dragon is alive and kicking. There is strong quantum entanglement in the space around you, so I can’t tell you its exact location. But if you want to continue your search for the green dragon further, then look for it in the dwarf mines. Somewhere among many abandoned mountain tunnels. There are currently no more precise coordinates, but rest assured, they will certainly appear. - Okay, my devoted and faithful friend Kolis! I am radiantly calm and continue my search for the green dragon!

в этом видео происходит не удачная игра словами и манипуляция смыслом . просветление и пробуждение это одно и то же . но просто выражено разными словами . это как например в таком анекдоте : если вы лечитесь от гриппа то вы выздоровеете за неделю . а если не лечитесь то тогда выздоровеете за семь дней

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Book Four. Chapter six. Elven song Giant butterflies of indescribable beauty fluttered gracefully in the life-giving air, slightly trembling from the warm currents, saturated with the wonderful smells of unprecedented, intoxicating with the mysterious charms of colorful flowers. In the spreading crowns of mighty trees, tiny brilliant stars and chaotically located unprecedented planets, dazzling with a wonderful abundance of colors, slowly rotated. From the marble-slate-white planet hanging over the huge purple rock itself, reminiscent of the many-horned head of a imperturbable dragon, gracefully fell four majestic waterfalls, crowned with four shining, rich colors of magnificent rainbows. Four wide silvery rivers flowed in all directions across the flowering land, alluring with mystical landscapes and lush with immeasurable grace. Under the velvety whisper of variegated multi-colored foliage, Alizee, deeply imbued with the a marvelous panorama, spontaneously began to sing an ancient elven song in her magical voice: Carry me with the gentle pink wind To the free land of elves, Where the fairies dance in the magical light and Where will I receive the key to the creation of miracle, With the flap of my wings I will ascend into the garden of bliss. Cautious mountain elves from afar heard with their sensitive pointed ears the enchanting vocals of a fairy unfamiliar to them transcending in the delightful fresh breeze and, imperceptibly surrounding her singing a glorious sacred song painfully familiar to all noble magical creatures, they excitedly froze in the rustling foliage. - "This charming fairy sings the song of our legendary ancestors. It seems Looks like our..?" - without hiding emotions of surprise and joy, the elegant leader of the elf detachment said quietly. - Is it really a real fairy? But if it’s real, then where did she come from? - others whispered, - Many years have passed since the brutal Dragon War, when these bloodthirsty monstrous degenerates - soulless giants, destroyed all our compassionate magical relatives. They exterminated all the fairies without exception, just because they provided assistance to the wounded and maimed glorious dragons in battle and their little dragons. -“And our friends the wizards from the mythical Atlantis, who arrived to save the last dragons, also suffered from the vile giants. And we ourselves, dear brothers and sisters elf, suffered enough grief at that time! There is not a family among us that has not been touched by the damned war... - Yes, yes, those were terrible times, but so much water has flown under the bridge since then. Now is not the moment to dredge up the terrible past. Enjoy the delightful singing of the good fairy. - How do we know? Or maybe she is completely unkind? Someone else's soul is darkness. Behave wisely with outsiders and strangers. The mountain elves have already suffered enough grief due to reckless trust and hasty judgments based on appearance. Be wiser brothers and sisters! Despite the fact that the fairy is so beautiful and attractive, let's watch her for a couple of days. Let's see what she's doing here. To the sounds of fairy singing, sweet to the ears, birds of wondrous beauty with huge humpbacked orange beaks flocked in and, soaring around, dancing mesmerizingly in the refreshing streams of mountain forest air over fantastic fragrant flowers, Alizee, like many cheerful multi-colored lights, began to change the color of their luxurious velvety feathers . Exotic centuries-old trees lyrically turned their resinous, intricately intertwined branches towards her and, rhythmically rustling with thick pointed foliage, began to sway smoothly. Curious songbirds and attentive ringing cicadas began to poetically accompany the divinely singing fairy with melodious sensual sounds. Smiling majestically and bathing the stunning mountain landscapes in lush shades of red, orange and lilac, the setting sun quietly set behind the horizon.

У меня РА -полиартрит,давно обхожусь без лекарств,метотрексат выписан пожизнено+аэртал.Начала года 4 назад заниматься йогой для суставов,сначала со слезами на кровати,потом перешла на пол,через год купила на лето велосипед для ног,и пианино для рук.Сейчас ношу каблуки,я конечно не тренер по йоге и не маэстро,но играю прилично ,еще всё лето в огороде 20 соток в одни руки,стараюсь иногда помедетировать ,но всё время нехватает времени,еще работаю 57 лет.Жить захочешь найдёшь и время и занятие лишбы на здоровье.Поэто му говорю всем больным ревм.артритом ничего не бойтесь мои дорогие,всё в ваших руках,мне все врачи в один голос твердили ,что инвалидная коляска мне обеспечена,да мне и самой жить не хотелось из за постояных болей во всем теле.И еще очень действеный метод который снимет воспаление на второй день ГОЛОД.Я делаю себе разгрузочные дни от 3 до 5 дней.Посмотрите видио с Александром Ворошиловым ,я все делаю по его методу и ещё ни разу не пожалела,а дорогу в больницу я забыла чего и вам желаю.❤

Book Four. Chapter four. Alizee in the witch's treasury Alizee quietly descended from the column and, so that the witches would not hear her again, tiptoed into the unlit central tower. She lit a dim, smokeless torch and ran down the spiral stone staircase to the secret castle treasury with strong granite walls and a heavy forged door, securely locked with a key. Glinting dimly in the torchlight, the platinum rhinoceros beetle came to life again in her palm and smartly climbed into the massive keyhole. But this time the beetle with nine diamond horns quickly returned and squeaked indignantly: “This is a deceptive lock, it does not close anything, but serves to mislead burglars. The real lock is enchanted and invisible.” Then the fairy had to take out a thin magic wand and quietly shout: Allohomorous! The secret lock creaked quietly and the heavy door opened slightly. A small torch timidly illuminated the treasury room, filled to the ceiling with sparkling unprecedented jewelry and gold coins. A pale, incorporeal ghost, awakened by the uneven light of the torch, ran away and pushed the golden candlestick off the table. - Priori reditus! - the spell instantly left Alizee’s dry lips - the massive candlestick hovered a few centimeters from the floor and slowly returned to its place. To calm the ghost guardian, she took out a gold coin and threw it in his direction. The ghost greedily caught the coin and, mechanically testing it with a tooth, disappeared into the dark upper corner. - Poor Kolis, where did they hide you? - Glancing over the countless treasures, the fairy mentally asked. “I’m here, my princess,”- the crystal, illuminated the room with a soft purple light, telepathically responded from under the protective glass attached to the antique table. - Have I really found you, my proud prisoner? - Alizee’s palms involuntarily pressed against the thick frosted glass, - “I’ll try to free you.” Although this, apparently, will not be quite easy to do. "Frange incantatores," - she whispered excitedly. A translucent, all-pervading glove appeared above the fairy’s delicate palm and flew up to the violet crystal fenced with magic glass. Having flown several times around the protective sphere placed by the witches, the glove began to slowly penetrate inside. A few moments later, the glove almost reached the crystal, but under the influence of supernatural mystical energy it burst into flames and, crackling ominously, turned into weightless silvery ash. Without hiding her annoyance, Alizee took out her magic wand and commanded more loudly: "Removere obice" Under the pressure of the powers of the magic wand, the protective glass sphere stretched out like a thin-walled soap bubble and, pulling the diadem with a crystal inside it, smoothly flew over the antique table. However, having described a small circle in the still air, she returned and silently froze as a massive glass ball around a living crystal. The fairy's eyes enlarged with anger and flashed with fiery sparks: Magicae flammae perniciosa apparent et veneficae vitreae tutela perimunt, vivum mihi redde crystallum. Removere impedimentum!!! The glass protective ball shuddered under a powerful force of will, became covered in thick white smoke and flared up with a burning, destructive flame. But this time the protective glass sphere remained intact and unharmed. Alizee desperately grabbed her head: “God knows what!” Kolis! I can't break the magic protection". - "There is nothing surprising in this, princess! The magic of hereditary witches is incredibly powerful. I know of only one mystical creature on the planet who can destroy the super-powerful witchcraft, melt the protective glass and free me". - "Who is this, Kolis?" - This is my old friend - the Green Dragon - only he has enough power to break the spell of the older witches. - Where can I find your dragon friend? - The Green Dragon lives in the Valley of Dragons among the rocks and green crowns of giant dragon trees, but the path there is fraught with great dangers, my princess. My conscience will not allow me to send you after the dragon. - And my conscience will not allow me to leave you alone here, in captivity of the witches, Kolis. And no objections. Please tell me the coordinates of the Green Dragon. I will bring him here, no matter what it takes. - Thank you, princess. - You have nothing to thank me for. - I am grateful to you for your big and sympathetic heart, Alizee!

Book Four. Chapter three. Alizee's fly to the enchanted castle When Alizee received the exact coordinates of the actual location of her living purple crystal with complete information required for the upcoming adventures full of dangers, she flew to her hidden house for an invisibility cap and other necessary magical artifacts. Guided by excellent innate intuition and having collected all the necessary things, she left the house and looked at nature in the picturesque flower valley of fairies. “Oh, how beautiful the evening is here, and you want to forget about everything and soar with the warm breeze towards the setting sun’s rays, but life has its own mysterious rules - the path of a wizard is always full of risk,” - she said quietly and flew up to the happy singing of birds. When she flew past the Pixie Dust Tree, she heard a joyful unanimous cry, flying out as if on command from the golden lilies, Annily and Tinkerbell: “Where have you gone, Alizee?” We have been looking for you all day all over the island, we tried to contact you telepathically, but you are unreachable. We don’t even know what to think about your sudden disappearance. The fairies flew up to her, hugged her tightly and kissed her on the cheeks. “I haven’t yet fully realized everything that happened, but everything is fine, my dears, don’t worry about it,” Alizee answered thriftily, not wanting to upset them in any way, much less involve them in a very dangerous event. I'll fly to one place for a while and there I’ll get in touch with you, of course, if necessary. I won't bother you over trifles. - What happened, Alizee? - both fairies became noticeably worried, - just tell us and we will fly with you anywhere, even if this requires the most heroic sacrifice. - Thank you, dears, but no need. Everything will be fine, my dears. We don't say goodbye! - holding back tears with all her might, she assured them and, flapping her delightful wings, soared upward. A brief meeting with Annily and Tinkerbell gave her strength and confidence. Rushing in the right direction across the lilac twilight sky, the fairy put on her invisibility cap and became invisible. All her things became indistinguishable and even the trail of starstrail of fairy dust, which always glowing brightly behind her. Less than half an hour had passed before she landed at the same old stone hut with boarded-up windows, the coordinates and description of which she received from the living crystal. She looked at the rusty door lock and pulled out a tiny platinum brooch in the shape of a rhinoceros beetle with nine diamond horns. She rubbed it lightly three times with a cambric handkerchief. The beetle came to life and quickly climbed into the ancient keyhole, which whistling from the draft. The muffled rusty rattle of the lock being unlocked sounded delicately. Having quickly completed the simple task, the miniature beetle returned and, silently jumping into the fairy’s palm, turned back into a brooch. Alizee carefully opened the shabby front door and, involuntarily pinching her nostrils with her fingers, flew up to the wall mirror, soiled with centuries-old dust. A flickering fireball ignited in the fairy's free hand. “Aiperi ianuam,” - she cast, strictly following the detailed instructions received from the crystal. The specks of dust on the mirror began to sparkled and swirled into a large shining funnel. Alizee without hesitation entered the open portal and silently flew over the mosaic granite floor in the spacious hall of the enchanted castle. But the witches in the adjacent room, engrossed in the board game of fire dice, still heard the suspicious rustle of wings and hastily flew towards the dubious sound into the gloomy hall, illuminated only by a damn dozen dim candles. The fairy who had secretly entered the castle folded her invisible wings and quietly sat down on the massive capital of a dark marble column. “These are insufferable bats fly aimlessly around the castle,” the witches decided quickly after examining the huge hall and returned to their gambling game, “from tomorrow we will add opium poppy seeds to the mice’s food so that they sleep soundly at night and do not distract us from the fateful sorcerer’s chores.”

Book Four. Chapter five. The Riddle of the Terracotta Warriors After a short heartbreaking farewell to the crystal, the fairy carefully climbed out of the enchanted castle, which had fallen silent for the night, in which hostile to her - dangerous, insidious and powerful, servants of black magic, were fast asleep. Seized by burning grief and compassion, she flew over the boundless seas, dense forests and endless fields, until two huge terracotta warriors stopped her flight with a thunderous bass: Stop! Where are you flying, little bug? Next is the protected area - the Valley of Dragons. Fly by - if life is dear! “Hello, mighty giants,”- Alizee said without lowering herself to the ground. “I urgently need to get to the Valley of Dragons.” In order for us to let you in, guess the riddle of our exotic country full of fantastic wonders. But be careful, there is one unconditional condition: if you don’t guess, you’ll say goodbye to your worthless life. - What should we do, Kolis? It’s by no means a rich choice: solve the riddle of the formidable guards or die? All hope is only for you! - the frankly stunned fairy instantly contacted telepathically with the magic crystal. A riddle? We'll probably guess the riddle. But I wouldn’t want to risk your life, princess! - a living purple crystal instantly responded from the dark treasury of the enchanted castle. I believe in your enlightened wisdom, crowned with phenomenal insight, Kolis! - Yes, dear giants, I agree. Riddle your riddle. With a dry crack, the giants stretched out their sinewy clay necks, looked at each other sympathetically and arrogantly rumbled: - Well then, listen, winged insect. You are given only one minute to think about your answer: “What eats everything, doesn’t get enough, but avoids water?” Kolis, dear, the riddle is this: “What eats everything, doesn’t get enough, but avoids water?” Yes, princess, the riddle is clear to me,” the crystal answered, “the most suitable answer to this riddle is flaming volcanic lava.” The answer is this, venerable giants: - This is flaming volcanic lava! The answer is incorrect, in our mystical country there are no volcanoes spewing fiery lava,” the terracotta warriors in cold blood boomed and surrounded the little guest with huge shields, “you have ten seconds to answer correctly, or look at the sun for the last time and say goodbye to life.” Kolis, the answer is wrong! In their mystical country there are no volcanoes spewing fiery lava... They gave me ten more seconds. If I don't answer, goodbye forever!!! - hot, helpless tears rolled down the beautiful fairy’s flushed cheeks like crystal droplets. Wait don't to say me goodbye, princess! There is a correct answer! If the riddle refers to their exotic country, then it is definitely - the flame of a fire-breathing dragon,”- the magic crystal immediately responded. Stop! There is a correct answer: This is - the flame of a fire-breathing dragon. - Oh, bravest of the bravest, wise and laurel-bearing lady, you guessed the mysterious riddle and remain alive! You can fly through unhindered. The gates of the Valley of Dragons are open for you! - the terracotta giants boomed benevolently and, crumbled loudly, raised clouds of red-brown dust and turned into two huge hills. Billions of multi-colored dazzling rays flashed between the emerging hills and pulled the darling of fortune into the sacred Valley, enchanting with picturesque views. Alizee exhaled with relief and gracefully wiped away the cold sweat from her forehead with a cambric handkerchief: Thank you, Kolis, you saved my life!!! Thank you!!! I'm in the Valley of Dragons. Excellent, princess, this is excellent! Your unbridled courage and courage will definitely bring the desired results - I already feel half liberated,” responded the living magic crystal. It’s too early to praise me, Kolis, but now I feel some kind of doubled strength and confidence in myself,” the fairy’s charming golden-brown eyes shone with encouragement. Dreamily split into a grin a mischievous, radiant smile, she carefreely looked at the picturesque majestic rocks and the lush virgin vegetation fragrant with intoxicating aromas, replete with fabulous sounds, saturated with unique colors.

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Я,это не признак.Это факт совокупности материи и не материи ,как Личность.Личность ,не отемленная часть человека.Феномен мозга,не постижим..Люди,не давайте себя на своем незнании вводить в илллюзию Наблюдателя,Ненаблюдателя.Это очередная игра Ума .

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