Now, I understand that a force led me to the old man. I do not know what his powers are for. I know that my car didn’t stall by accident half a kilometer from his house. This isn’t a coincidence. The old man is a sorcerer, and very skilled. If it weren’t for the protection the curator gave me, he would have broken my will and I would be at his mercy. Even though I didn’t bow, I still owe him. I have nowhere to go. I feel sick and cold, and I don’t have any cash on me. Everything is on my card. I don’t even wear gold right now. I only have a silver ring and three cubic zirconia earrings in my ears. Yes, I am a fool. But if I’m here, that’s what my supervisor needs. There are no accidents in my life, and this is probably another quest he has for me.
I sat down where the elderly man indicated. I began searching through the bag that was attached to Ingaverin’s belt. I found it, placed it in my mouth, and swallowed it.
«What is your name?»-the wizard asked, sitting at the table and smoking.
«Whatever you want to call it,»– I replied.
«Brown eyes,»– suggested the owner of the house.
«That will do,»-I agreed.
«Where were you heading?»– The sorcerer continued the questioning.
«To Veliky Novgorod,» – I answered.
«There is nothing great about Novgorod. It is a place of ruins and poverty, with numerous churches. Its greatness lies in the past. Are you ready to eat?» the old man inquired.
«Yes,»– I replied.
That’s how our friendship with the sorcerer began. I stayed with him for a while. I wrote a message to my husband that I was alive and well, and I was stuck in the village, it is unclear for how long. The next day, the first thing I did was contact the car evacuation agency, but it took me a while to reach an agreement with them. After long conversations, the agency and I agreed that they would arrive in three days, picking me up and evacuating my car at the same time. After settling all the issues related to money and calling my husband back, I started cleaning the wizard’s house. Thus, having decided to thank the host for the hospitable reception. There was a lot of work. The house was dirty, the linen hadn’t been washed, the floors hadn’t been washed, and the carpets hadn’t been knocked out. Of course, there was nothing to wash things with, but I was lucky, I found an upholstery cleaner in the car. I washed and cleaned everything with it. However, my husband will have to buy this expensive product again. My grandfather wasn’t at home while I was doing the housework. He went into the forest. Saying at the same time that we will have something to eat for dinner. By lunchtime, I fucked up, no, not in the literal sense of the word. The wizard’s house was shiny and fragrant, and now my energy was everywhere. After cleaning, I smeared my hands with cream and passed out. I woke up in the evening. From what was sizzling on the stove.
«Are you awake?» -Sit down to eat, you’ve earned it. – the old man told me.
We ate. For dinner there were mushrooms, potatoes with onions and garlic. In short, it will go hungry.
Suddenly, the old man started coughing. The sorcerer spat out blood. It hit me right away.
«You’re dying.» – I said affirmatively.
He looked at me so angrily. I was even scared. But the old man pulled himself together and restrained himself.
– Not yet. But soon. The sorcerer replied coldly.
We continued the conversation. The old man asked more about me than he told about himself. I told him that I had been married for a long time and that I had a child. That I miss my son and really want to go home. She said that in 3 days a tow truck would come for me and my car.
– In three days you will not leave me. – The old man told me.
I didn’t really like this phrase, so I decided to have a discussion with the owner of my temporary accommodation.