They were past the second... «Fool`s Gold»
RamingoWS7 июня 2018They were past the second house of the village before people noticed them. Even then, as heads began to track them, the gazes seemed half turned inward. Balur looked at one woman, middle-aged, wiry arms and paunchy belly, her graying hair scraped back beneath a bonnet that might just once have been white. Her pupils were too large in her gaunt face, not quite focused on him. Her head was cast back slightly, nostrils flared, mouth just open enough for him to make out her tongue flicking back and forth, licking the back of her teeth. A noise somewhere between a growl and a moan drifted up quietly from the back of her throat. They were all like that. Not quite present. The same slightly defeated, underfed look. Beneath the rising flavor of Quirk`s potion, despondency laced the air of the village. These were people who had given up. Quirk`s potion was working in them, brewing and churning in their heads and hearts, but whatever primal rage it was trying to kindle was buried so deep, the fires would not catch.
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