Only now I understand that a casket jewelry, and multi-coloured toys fill at all, hundreds and thousand multi-coloured,
extremely coarse toys - silly huge, is bright razmalevannye dolls, ugly wooden cars and great variety of any multi-coloured trifle
which is difficult for making out on such rastojanii.
Small capable pritulatan immediately begins to ache and beg, that all have gone to this magic house, it of anything that the
daddy did not order, we only for a minute will come, we take that truck and now we will start to wait for kind people...
Ijadrudan tries to stop it, at first verbally and when it does not help, krutanuv to it an ear, and moaning loses articulateness.
The compiler passionlessly pours out in surrounding space the whole bag "krysouhih a dragon", the board vanderhuze
indignantly makes a din, demanding to calm and console, and suddenly everything, including capable pritulatana, at once
At the nearest corner the recent native with a rifle suddenly appears.
Softly and silently going on blue patches of light, having put hands on a rifle hanging across a breast, it approaches directly
to children. With om he does not look at us at all. Strong takes calmed down pritulatana for the Left hand, and lighted up
ijadrudana - for right and conducts them away, through the area, directly to a shone building - to mum, to the father, to
boundless possibilities to shoot as much as necessary.
I look it following. All like would go how should go, and at the same time any trifle, any real trifle spoils all picture. Any droplet
-- You have learnt? - Asks .
-- What exactly? - I respond is angry, because I in any way do not manage to get rid of this unknown mote which spoils all
-- pogasi in this building light also shoot ten times from a gun...
I almost do not hear it. I suddenly all understand about ztu a mote. The native leaves, holding kiddies for hands, and I see,
how the rifle in a step to steps is shaken at it on a breast, as if a pendulum - from left to right, from right to left... It cannot so to
be shaken. The heavy store rifle in weight in any way less half-pood cannot so dashing to be wound there-here. So the toy
rifle - wooden, plastic can be wound. At it "the kind person" a rifle not the present...
I have not time to finish thinking up to the end about all. A toy rifle at the native.
Natives shoot snajperski. Perhaps, a toy rifle - from this toy pavilion... pogasi in this pavilion light also shoot it from a gun... It
after all precisely same pavilion... No, I have not had time to finish thinking about anything up to the end.
At the left bricks are strewed, with a crunch the wooden frame breaks up about sidewalk. On an ugly facade of the six-
storied house, the third from a corner, from top to down, obliquely, through black failures of windows the wide yellow shade
slides - slides so easily so it is weightless, is not believed that it after it layers of plaster and fragments of bricks fall from a
facade. Something shouts vanderhuze, awfully, in two voices children, and a shade already on asphalt - same weightless,
translucent, huge squeal on the area. Mad movement of tens feet is almost indiscernible, and in this flashing darkens,
vspuchivajas and falling down, long chlenistoe the body bearing before self highly lifted up hvatatelnye claws on which the
motionless varnish patch of light lies...