SALVATION
Oh, this voice I waited for ages, but it did not appear. I would not be confused this impulse-call with anything else! Oleg! At last!
- Nastya!
- Oleg, help, we are in danger! - Not quiet inside, as before, and I cried out loud in response.
Marina a couple of seconds looked at me in astonishment and then squealed:
- Olezhenka, save us! We are weak, and there are many of them! They are preparing to attack! Take us out of here, please!
She used me as a transmitting station and broadcasted this desperate SOS. If our situation was not so serious, I would have laughed heartily.
But we did not have time for laugh. The voice of Oleg spoke in me clearly, as if reading the safety instructions.
- Nastya, now calm down.
- Yes I am. Understood.
- Ensure that all were on the carpet. I will lead you.
And I got down to business. Not delaying, I led the dwarfs. All were in place. And as soon as I checked, we rose into the air. And, like last time, just in time. Because right below us were demons. Not less than fifty, three different suits. Among them were the amoeba and vampires, very transparent. Their paws were near, but could not get us.
I wonder how these amoeba get in our world? And at this moment I got the answer.
Our carpet rushed into the light funnel-portal created by Oleg. I had not seen him, but felt the power of his magic. With us in the funnel rushed substance of the surrounding world. I noticed that the demons also, as a whirlwind of swirling leaves, were flying behind us. And I could not do anything.
We passed through the portal. The tots looked at what was happening with wide open eyes. It was evident that they were afraid. But at the same time, the taste of adventure intertwined into this fear. So far so good, and it seemed to me that they even liked what was happening to them. Chase, escape. At least, it was much more interesting than their lives in the ditches.
I also, in spite of a certain surrealism of what was happening, within myself quietly rejoiced. Especially now, when Oleg was with me again. Whatever was happening, it was incredible. So I decided not to hurry to wrap up, but just live with the current moment. The word of the Eastern Wisdom – Tao – came to my mind. The Way. To know the truth, we must find the Tao. We need to ourselves be this way. We must swim in the stream of Being, and watch the shores of fate out from the little vessel of the life.
And as soon as I think of it, as our carpet turned into a boat. A very large boat. And we found ourselves in the energy flow like a river.
I was sitting on the bow of the boat. The gnomes enthusiastically were squeaking in the middle. And Marina was the steering at the stern. What a miracle! We looked at each other silently and smiled at each other. We began to like our journey.
It was time to talk with Oleg.
- Oleg, we are in the river. But it is not real. This is energy, it's everywhere, flickers and carries us somewhere. By my feels – somewhere upward. This river was created by you?
- No, Anastasia, it is your own. You’ve done it. I'm merely pointing the way for your consciousness and opening the doors. But you control the ship. And you do well. Good for You! I do not expect so from you. You grow up in such a short period of time.
- Thank you.
- It is too early to relax. Look back – where are your pursuers.
I followed the advice. I turned back my head and began to stare into the gloom behind us. In the haze of energetic mist it was not easy to make out something. However, after a few seconds I was able to notice silhouettes. No doubt! The chase continued! Demons were sucked into the vortex. Marina saw the same thing. Her worried look asked me what we would do.
And I aloud replied:
- Oleg with us! He will help.
Marina calmed down a bit. And we swam further - looped and turned, soared and fell like on a rock river. Or the movement of the boat slowed, became more power, as on the flat river. Only there would not be a waterfall - I joked to myself.
So we flew in the space of energy. And if there were not persecutors, I would not trade these moments of flight for anything else. And maybe it was good that we were chased - this gave to the experiences the extraordinary sharpness. I still liked my life, though ghostly!
But here in front of us something changed. The flow of energy was becoming more and more transparent. With all my nature I felt reducing of the density of the surrounding world. It became easier, more spacious, and fresher, as if we were out of the stuffy room into the open air.
I saw in front of us matte shine and wet shine. It looked like a huge water column. What's this? Ocean? Sea?
How there were our persecutors? They were a little closer. I saw that they are working hard and rowed methodically by paws as by oars. They wanted to overtake and grab. But now, when Oleg was with us, I was much calmer. I was hoping for the aid of my angel and his army. But Oleg was right - too early to relax. How could we know all capabilities of the Evil.
The voice of Oleg sounded in me:
- Nastya, now you will pass to our world.
- Is it dangerous? The passing?
- No, just a larger amount of light. You with Marina just will go back to the previous state. But your companions long time have not been above, they need to adapt. Create, just in case, a protective dome. I know you will manage.
I obeyed. Focused and surrounded us and our boat with the screen. And on time - after a moment the transparency of space increased, and immediately after that we just rushed into the water column. Our sparse bodies penetrated through it, if it was not water, and air.
And my protective screen additionally mitigated the force of its counteracting. The tots were delighted. We swam as if in the submersible and like an air bubble, jumped up. And ... found ourselves on the surface of a huge lake. The weather was windy and the waves of different heights were rolling on the lake. Water glistened and sparkled with myriads of sparks.
Above us was lying the starry night sky. So many stars were scattered there that it seemed the entire universe came to greet us. The disc of the moon shone in the sky like a bright round saucer. Its light was drawing the monolith of pyramidal mountain on the shore of the lake. The mountain was surrounded by rainbow aura. And from the top a beam of light rushed up.
Where did we float to the surface?
A luminous figure was quickly approaching from the side of the mountain to us. And I already knew whom I will see. The same fluttering in the wind blond hair. Bluish aura hugged his body like a cape. Our boat, woven of magic, rocked on the real waves. The last meters to it Oleg overcome, gliding through the water. And here we were again together. He gently put his arm around me, and I clung to his chest:
- Hello, Nastya!
- Oleg!
But for questions we did not have the time. The portal to the underworld was not yet closed, and our pursuers could come out of it at any moment. I expected it with a stress.
- What will we do?
- Do not worry, a surprise will be for them, - my friend reassured me.
And at this very moment the invasion began. Cavalcade of monsters of three different colors became to emerge out from the depths of the lake. Our gnomes screamed in horror, we with Marina were ready to fight back. And only Oleg was calm as always. He was waiting for something. Monsters, confident in their strength and our vulnerability, began to surround the boat, swimming closer and closer. And our ship swayed on the incessant waves.
And suddenly something was going on with the demons.
Here one of the vampires became to be inflated like a balloon. And then - bang! Burst. And neighboring black monster with ruby eyes also increased in size, and then exploded. And gray creatures with sad eyes could not escape their fate.
All of them, so wanting to attack us and destroy, one after another died for no apparent reason. No one survived, all exploded. And when, finally, the latter was not, the silence hung above the lake, broken only by the lapping of waves. So, without fighting, we won.
I in a daze was staring at my friend, and then, unable to stand, asked:
- What happened to them? Nobody touched them.
- The lake touched them.
-?!
- Do you know where we are?
- I have little idea.
- It's the Himalayas. The mountain - Kailash. The lake - Rakshastal. I specifically brought you here.
- But for what?
- In Rakshastal water flows from Kailash. This is the most holy water on Earth. It carries the energy of Shambhala. It is able to destroy any evil. In humans, this lake is not famous, because their vibrations are weak and water of the lake destroys them. For them there is more suited the softer - Manasarovar. But it will not hurt pure souls.
I was worried - what will happen to the gnomes? They are still immature, just out of the lower worlds, where so little of light.
But I should not have worried. At this very moment there was a surprised whoop of Marina. The second miracle was waiting for me after the unexpected victory. In the boat there were no gnomes. Instead, I saw many beautiful angelic faces. They looked at me with sparkling eyes of different colors, and behind their backs on my eyes grew wings. Transformation was accomplished! One after another they soared like birds. It was an extraordinary sight! Two hundred of winged glowing creatures hovered in the night sky over the lake. We were looking at them with admiration. And they were thanking us with happy looks. Their captivity in the dark dungeon completed. Freedom!
Then they waved by wings in farewell and vanished into the night.
- That's all. Marina, we nevertheless saved them! - I could not hold back my heady happiness.
- Yes, we managed! And we ourselves were saved! – The joy of Marina was no less than mine.
And Oleg supported us both:
- How am I proud of you! I did not expect that you will be able this. You snatched two hundred souls from the clutches of demons – only mighty mages can do this.
Leaving the boat, we soared up into the air.
- Oleg, I have a lot of questions for you.
- I know.
- Where are we going now? Probably, it's time for me to wake up. And how is my mom?
- Everything is ok with your mother, she is with Maria. It's time to wake up, and just about this I wanted to talk to you. And we're flying to Kailas.
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