de\u00a0M. K. Lynn<\/p>\n
Se f\u0103cuser\u0103 dou\u0103 luni de c\u00e2nd tat\u0103l ei a aruncat-o \u00een pe\u0219tera balaurului c\u00e2nd \u00eel g\u0103sise pe Zbur\u0103tor.<\/p>\n
Urca, pentru a mia oar\u0103, r\u0103nindu-\u0219i m\u00e2inile p\u00e2n\u0103 la s\u00e2nge, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd din nou s\u0103 ias\u0103 din groapa f\u0103r\u0103 fund \u00een care se afla. Cu din\u021bii \u00eencle\u0219ta\u021bi \u0219i fruntea umed\u0103 de chin, prin\u021besa Mira a dacilor, alt\u0103dat\u0103 \u00eenv\u0103luit\u0103 de dragoste \u0219i sclavi, z\u0103cea uitat\u0103 \u00een groapa Kogaionon, ofrand\u0103 pentru balaurul ce amenin\u021ba poporul ei.<\/p>\n
\u00ce\u0219i ura existen\u021ba.<\/p>\n
Era prea \u00eentuneric.<\/p>\n
Trebuia s\u0103 devin\u0103 so\u021bia unui mare r\u0103zboinic, sau s\u0103 moar\u0103 \u00een bra\u021bele lui Zamolxe, nu s\u0103 putrezeasc\u0103 pentru o ve\u0219nicie \u00een acea pe\u0219ter\u0103!<\/p>\n
A\u0219a c\u0103 urca.<\/p>\n
Urca \u00eencontinuu.<\/p>\n
\u00ce\u0219i arunc\u0103 privirea peste um\u0103r – \u00eentunericul acoperi fundul gropii. Z\u00e2mbi. Era mai sus ca niciodat\u0103, trebuia s\u0103 urce mai departe!<\/p>\n
Piciorul plin de s\u00e2nge \u00eenchegat alunec\u0103 de pe o piatr\u0103 mai lucioas\u0103 dec\u00e2t celelalte, unghiile se rupser\u0103 sub granitul solid, iar c\u00e2nd \u00eencerc\u0103 s\u0103 apuce orice din perete, piatra ie\u0219i din el \u0219i se pierdu, \u00eempreun\u0103 cu ea, \u00een abis.<\/p>\n
Se trezi, mult mai t\u00e2rziu, de la o lumin\u0103 slab\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u00cen sf\u00e2r\u0219it! spuse o voce necunoscut\u0103. Credeam ca nu te mai treze\u0219ti! Frumoas\u0103 c\u0103z\u0103tur\u0103.<\/p>\n
Mira clipi de c\u00e2teva ori, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-l vad\u0103 pe necunoscut. O durea capul \u00eengrozitor, iar c\u00e2nd \u00ee\u0219i ridic\u0103 palma la ceaf\u0103 atinse ceva umed \u0219i cald. \u00cei d\u0103dur\u0103 lacrimile, pe care se gr\u0103bi s\u0103 le \u0219tearg\u0103 cu m\u00e2neca.<\/p>\n
Nu avea timp pentru a\u0219a ceva.<\/p>\n
Se ridic\u0103 \u00een capul oaselor. St\u0103tea lungit\u0103 pe piatra goal\u0103, \u00eentr-o balt\u0103 \u00eentunecat\u0103, cu c\u0103ma\u0219a de noapte de pe ea plin\u0103 de s\u00e2nge \u0219i noroi. P\u0103rul ro\u0219cat p\u0103rea mai mult negru de la funingine, iar unghiile rupte usturau groaznic.<\/p>\n
\u00ce\u0219i str\u00e2nse genunchii la piept.<\/p>\n
Dezgust\u0103tor.<\/p>\n
Ridic\u0103 ochii la necunoscut. \u00cenalt, era alb din cap p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een picioare – haine sub\u021biri de in, cu broderii aurite la \u00eencheieturi \u0219i g\u00e2t, p\u0103r alb ca z\u0103pada din mun\u021bi, piele, gene, p\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i ochii – totul era alb. Era at\u00e2t de ciudat s\u0103 \u00eel vad\u0103 acolo, printre pietrele negre de cenu\u0219a balaurului, \u00eenc\u00e2t la \u00eenceput crezu c\u0103 era \u00een lumea lui Zamolxe.<\/p>\n
Necunoscutul aprinsese focul \u00eentr-un craniu umplut cu apa neagr\u0103 de pe jos \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i \u00eentinse m\u00e2inile spre el, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 se \u00eenc\u0103lzeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
Nu mai v\u0103zuse un foc de prea mult timp.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Cine e\u0219ti?<\/p>\n
Necunoscutul sur\u00e2se.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Am multe nume, \u00eencepu el, uit\u00e2ndu-se la ea de sub genele albe. Tu m\u0103 cuno\u0219ti ca Zbur\u0103tor.<\/p>\n
Tres\u0103ri.<\/p>\n
At\u00e2t mai trebuia!<\/p>\n
Doica \u00eei spunea mereu c\u0103 Zbur\u0103torul ar\u0103ta ca un \u0219arpe cu aripi, fioros \u0219i ne\u00eembl\u00e2nzit, iar c\u00e2nd g\u0103sea vreo fat\u0103 nec\u0103s\u0103torit\u0103, o chinuia groaznic, aduc\u00e2nd boala \u0219i moartea \u00een cas\u0103. Trebuia s\u0103 \u00eel alunge, s\u0103 lipeasc\u0103 cu zgur\u0103 toate g\u0103urile casei \u0219i s\u0103 nu-i deschid\u0103 \u00een nici un fel dac\u0103 o chema s\u0103 ias\u0103.<\/p>\n
Dar, cum pe\u0219tera balaurului nu-i permitea acea solu\u021bie, \u00eencerc\u0103 doar s\u0103 se dea \u00een spate.<\/p>\n
Zbur\u0103torul z\u00e2mbi larg \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i trecu m\u00e2na prin p\u0103r. \u00cel avea lung \u0219i drept, ca to\u021bi sclavii din poporul ei.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Eram sigur, f\u0103cu, urm\u0103rind cum ea se feri de el. Cum te cheam\u0103?<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mira, r\u0103spunse ea f\u0103r\u0103 tragere de inim\u0103. Sunt fata regelui Oroles.<\/p>\n
\u2014 O! monstrul p\u0103ru interesat. Ca s\u0103 vezi, o prin\u021bes\u0103 \u00een Kogaionon! De c\u00e2t timp e\u0219ti aici?<\/p>\n
Nu-\u0219i dorea s\u0103-i r\u0103spund\u0103, dar nu mai v\u0103zu pe cineva de at\u00e2ta timp c\u0103 nu putu s\u0103 reziste tenta\u021biei.<\/p>\n
\u2014 De dou\u0103 luni.<\/p>\n
Balaurul arunca oase \u00een groap\u0103 \u00een fiecare zi, iar p\u00e2n\u0103 atunci o f\u0103cuse de \u0219aizeci \u0219i dou\u0103 de ori. \u00cei era at\u00e2t de fric\u0103 s\u0103 \u00eei scape numerotarea zilelor, \u00eenc\u00e2t nu putea s\u0103 adoarm\u0103 dec\u00e2t dup\u0103 ce auzea cum de deasupra c\u0103deau \u00een \u0219ir buc\u0103\u021bi din lumea de afar\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Eu sunt de patruzeci de ani, dar mul\u021bumesc c\u0103 m-ai eliberat.<\/p>\n
Se cutremur\u0103 la g\u00e2ndul c\u0103 ar fi putut s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een acea pe\u0219ter\u0103 pentru patruzeci de ani.<\/p>\n
Sau pentru toat\u0103 via\u021ba.<\/p>\n
Ridic\u0103 privirea spre b\u0103rbatul din fa\u021ba ei.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Eu? Te-am eliberat? C\u00e2nd?<\/p>\n
Zbur\u0103torul ar\u0103t\u0103 spre gura gropii, deasupra lor.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ai spart piatra \u00een care m-a \u00eenchis vr\u0103jitoarea aia de Bendis, – zise el, \u00eencrunt\u00e2ndu-se. – Baba n-a \u0219tiut s\u0103 aprecieze o companie pl\u0103cut\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Bendis? \u00eentreb\u0103 Mira, confuz\u0103. Zei\u021ba frumuse\u021bii?<\/p>\n
Zbur\u0103torul ridic\u0103 scurt din spr\u00e2ncene, deviind privirea.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Niciodat\u0103 n-am \u00een\u021beles de ce o numi\u021bi a\u0219a, zise \u0219i ar\u0103t\u0103 spre ea. Orice muritoare e mult mai frumoas\u0103 dec\u00e2t o s\u0103 fie vreodat\u0103 baba aia nenorocit\u0103.<\/p>\n
Uluitor.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dac\u0103 arat\u0103 at\u00e2t de r\u0103u, \u00eencepu ea, privindu-l \u00een ochi. De ce te-ai dus la ea?<\/p>\n
Zbur\u0103torul z\u00e2mbi larg, dup\u0103 care se ridic\u0103, apropiindu-se. Mira se lipi cu spatele de perete \u0219i str\u00e2nse \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 o piatr\u0103, gata s\u0103 o arunce spre el.<\/p>\n
Monstrul se a\u0219ez\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 ea \u0219i \u00eei ridic\u0103 b\u0103rbia cu dou\u0103 degete. \u00cen privirea lui viclean\u0103 ea nu putu s\u0103 afle nimic.<\/p>\n
O speria.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Vrei s\u0103 te scot de aici, Mira, prin\u021besa dacilor? o \u00eentreb\u0103 el, privind-o \u00een ochi.<\/p>\n
Nu se putea g\u00e2ndi la nimic altceva.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Da, \u00eei zise scurt.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Atunci inima ta \u00eemi apar\u021bine pe vecie.<\/p>\n
Doica \u00eei spusese c\u0103 Zbur\u0103torul chinuia fetele nec\u0103s\u0103torite. Aparent, nu era vorba despre durere.<\/p>\n
\u00cenghi\u021bi \u00een sec.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ve\u0219nicia e prea lung\u0103, ce zici de trei zile?<\/p>\n
Zbur\u0103torul sur\u00e2se \u0219i se apropie mai mult. Genele albe p\u0103reau fire de iarb\u0103 cu promoroac\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u00ce\u021bi salvez via\u021ba. Cer o via\u021b\u0103 \u00een schimb.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218apte zile.<\/p>\n
\u00cei putea sim\u021bi respira\u021bia pe buze, c\u00e2nd el se dep\u0103rt\u0103 brusc, revenind la locul lui, \u00een spatele focului, iar Mira expir\u0103 u\u0219urat\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Bine, atunci, zise el, d\u00e2ndu-\u0219i p\u0103rul peste cap. Te las aici singur\u0103.<\/p>\n
Nu-i convenea deloc.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu vrei altceva? zise Mira \u00eencet, dup\u0103 care continu\u0103 cu \u00eencredere. Sunt prin\u021besa dacilor, tat\u0103l meu o s\u0103-\u021bi dea orice \u00ee\u021bi dore\u0219ti dac\u0103 m\u0103 salvezi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dar el te-a aruncat aici. Aparent, nu te iube\u0219te at\u00e2t de mult.<\/p>\n
Devie privirea.<\/p>\n
Nu voia s\u0103 se g\u00e2ndeasc\u0103 la asta.<\/p>\n
Nu trebuia s\u0103 se g\u00e2ndeasc\u0103 la asta.<\/p>\n
\u2014 A fost for\u021bat de popor, el nu a vrut s\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218i totu\u0219i, nu a trimis nici un F\u0103t-Frumos s\u0103 te salveze.<\/p>\n
Se crisp\u0103 \u0219i s\u0103ri \u00een picioare. Rana de la ceaf\u0103 \u00eei zv\u00e2cni cu putere \u0219i o lu\u0103 ame\u021beala.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Cine e\u0219ti tu s\u0103-mi critici regele?! A avut motivele lui s\u0103 nu m\u0103 salveze, dar sunt fata lui, sunt prin\u021besa dacilor \u0219i nu o s\u0103 zac aici uitat\u0103 de to\u021bi! Nu ai nici un drept s\u0103 \u00eemi ceri ceva ce nu-\u021bi pot oferi, iar dac\u0103 refuzi s\u0103 m\u0103 salvezi, o s\u0103 m\u0103 salvez singur\u0103!<\/p>\n
\u2014 O! f\u0103cu el, ridic\u00e2ndu-se. O prin\u021bes\u0103 cu caracter! Au trecut dou\u0103 luni \u0219i nu ai reu\u0219it s\u0103 ie\u0219i de aici, c\u00e2nd crezi c\u0103 o s\u0103 o faci? \u00cen trei luni? Zece? \u00ce\u021bi spun eu – c\u00e2nd o s\u0103-\u021bi spargi capul \u0103la frumos de pietrele astea \u0219i o s\u0103-\u021bi m\u0103n\u00e2nce viermii carnea!<\/p>\n
Se uit\u0103 la el cu ur\u0103 – nu avea nevoie de cineva care s\u0103 \u00eei strige adev\u0103rul \u00een urechi. \u00cel \u0219tia foarte bine \u0219i singur\u0103.<\/p>\n
Tat\u0103l ei, familia ei, poporul ei – to\u021bi au p\u0103r\u0103sit-o cu des\u0103v\u00e2r\u0219ire.<\/p>\n
Zbur\u0103torul expir\u0103 obosit \u0219i devie privirea.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Uite, \u00eencepu el, frec\u00e2ndu-se la ochi. Nu e ca \u0219i cum \u00ee\u021bi cer infinitul.<\/p>\n
Mira \u00ee\u0219i str\u00e2nse buzele.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu ne cunoa\u0219tem.<\/p>\n
Zbur\u0103torul ridic\u0103 privirea spre ea. Focul din craniu \u00eencepea s\u0103 se sting\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dar dac\u0103 te-a\u0219 l\u0103sa s\u0103 \u00eemi spui mai t\u00e2rziu?<\/p>\n
\u00cel privi lung. Dac\u0103 i-ar fi l\u0103sat r\u0103gaz, ar fi putut s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 alt\u0103 solu\u021bie.<\/p>\n
A\u0219a c\u0103 aprob\u0103 din cap.<\/p>\n
Zbur\u0103torul z\u00e2mbi \u0219i o lu\u0103 de m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Totul o s\u0103 fie bine, Mira.<\/p>\n
\u0218i-ar fi dorit s\u0103 fie adev\u0103rat.<\/p>\n
A doua zi, c\u00e2nd balaurul se apropie cu zgomot de gura gropii, Zbur\u0103torul o lu\u0103 pe prin\u021bes\u0103 de mijloc \u0219i, s\u0103rind u\u0219or ca o pas\u0103re de pe o piatra pe alta, se prinse de coada balaurului \u0219i se arunc\u0103 afar\u0103 din groap\u0103. Balaurul se \u00eentoarse fioros spre ei, cu cele trei capete gata s\u0103-i ard\u0103 de vii.<\/p>\n
Zbur\u0103torul se d\u0103du la o parte, o apuc\u0103 mai str\u00e2ns pe Mira de mijloc \u0219i s\u0103ri cu putere, zbur\u00e2nd peste jivina imens\u0103. Se l\u0103s\u0103 u\u0219or la p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u0219i, lu\u00e2nd-o pe prin\u021bes\u0103 de m\u00e2n\u0103, o lu\u0103 la fug\u0103 prin pe\u0219ter\u0103, \u0219erpuind prin tunele de parc\u0103 \u0219tia sigur unde era ie\u0219irea.<\/p>\n
Picioarele Mirei zv\u00e2cneau \u00eengrozitor, dar prin\u021besa continua s\u0103 fug\u0103, sim\u021bind cum setea de via\u021b\u0103 \u00eei umpluse inima de putere.<\/p>\n
R\u00e2dea.<\/p>\n
R\u00e2dea f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 vrea.<\/p>\n
Va vedea, \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it, soarele.<\/p>\n
\u00cen spate, balaurul se trezi din toropeal\u0103 \u0219i porni \u00een urma lor.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Hai, Mira, hai mai repede! \u00eei strig\u0103 Zbur\u0103torul, \u00eentorc\u00e2nd spre un tunel mai \u00eengust.<\/p>\n
Nu putea s\u0103 nu inspire ad\u00e2nc \u00een piept aerul libert\u0103\u021bii.<\/p>\n
Se uit\u0103 peste um\u0103r. Balaurul ap\u0103ru \u00een cap\u0103tul tunelului prin care nu putea s\u0103 treac\u0103 \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i \u00eentinse unul dintre cele trei capete la gura lui, gata s\u0103 dea drumul fl\u0103c\u0103rii.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Zbur\u0103torule! strig\u0103 ea \u00een dezn\u0103dejde.<\/p>\n
El o trase spre el \u0219i \u00eentoarse \u00een ultimul moment \u00een alt tunel. Focul trecu cu putere pe unde au fugit ei cu o clip\u0103 \u00een urm\u0103, arz\u00e2nd totul \u00een calea lui. Zbur\u0103torul o str\u00e2nse \u00een bra\u021be, ferind-o de c\u0103ldura insuportabil\u0103.<\/p>\n
R\u0103getul nebun al balaurului o f\u0103cu s\u0103 tresar\u0103. Zbur\u0103torul \u00eei d\u0103du drumul.<\/p>\n
\u2014 De aici e mai u\u0219or, zise el, \u0219terg\u00e2ndu-i fruntea de funingine. E\u0219ti bine?<\/p>\n
Mira d\u0103du din cap \u0219i p\u0103\u0219i mai departe, gr\u0103bind pasul \u00een fiecare clip\u0103. \u00ce\u0219i dorea s\u0103 vad\u0103 soarele, s\u0103 se asigure c\u0103 e acolo, s\u0103 \u0219tie c\u0103 nimic nu s-a schimbat \u00een lumea celor vii.<\/p>\n
\u00cen ziua \u00een care a fost sortit\u0103 balaurului, tat\u0103l ei o chemase la el \u0219i b\u0103u cu ea din vinul p\u0103strat pentru prima zi de prim\u0103var\u0103. I se p\u0103ru ciudat, dar nu spusese nimic – femeile nu aveau voie s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 permisiune. Fusese educat\u0103 s\u0103 devin\u0103 un obiect scump care urma s\u0103 fie v\u00e2ndut la momentul potrivit.<\/p>\n
Nu se \u00eempotrivise niciodat\u0103. Nu putea schimba c\u0103 se n\u0103scuse femeie, a\u0219a c\u0103 decise s\u0103 devin\u0103 cea mai bun\u0103 din neamul lor. Asta trebuia s\u0103-i aduc\u0103 fericirea.<\/p>\n
Nu?<\/p>\n
Cu toat\u0103 dib\u0103cia \u0219i frumuse\u021bea ei, \u00eempotriva tuturor dorin\u021belor ei, regele o aruncase balaurului, de parc\u0103 nu existau alte solu\u021bii \u00eempotriva acelei jivine! Tat\u0103l ei credea at\u00e2t de mult \u00een profe\u021bii \u0219i ofrande, \u00eenc\u00e2t sacerdo\u021bii \u00eei luaser\u0103 min\u021bile.<\/p>\n
T\u0103cuse \u0219i \u00eendurase p\u00e2n\u0103 atunci, dar nu \u0219i mai departe. Trebuia s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
Aerul \u00eencepu s\u0103 prind\u0103 o arom\u0103 proasp\u0103t\u0103 de iarb\u0103.<\/p>\n
Venise prim\u0103vara.<\/p>\n
Se opri la ie\u0219ire \u0219i inspir\u0103 cu toat\u0103 for\u021ba. Era \u00een mun\u021bi, la poale \u0219erpuia un r\u00e2u, copacii sub\u021biri \u0219i de\u0219i se ridicau goli\u021bi de frunze p\u00e2n\u0103 sus, spre cerul albastru. Pe jos, printre frunzele uscate, r\u0103s\u0103riser\u0103 fire de iarb\u0103 \u0219i flori albastre de cercer, <\/em>iar mu\u0219chii verzi se prinser\u0103 de toate tulpinile mai groase.<\/p>\n Nu mai mirosea a carne muceg\u0103it\u0103.<\/p>\n Nu mai trebuia s\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i \u00eendure propriul miros.<\/p>\n \u00cen sf\u00e2r\u0219it.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul o g\u0103si pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd. O str\u00e2nse la piept, de\u0219i ea nu-\u0219i dorise s\u0103-l lase, \u0219i pl\u00e2nsese tot ce nu \u0219i-a permis at\u00e2ta timp.<\/p>\n \u2014 Totul e bine, Mira, \u00eei \u0219opti el, m\u00e2ng\u00e2indu-i cre\u0219tetul. Totul e bine.<\/p>\n Cobor\u00e2ser\u0103 spre r\u00e2u \u0219i \u00eei urmaser\u0103 albia p\u00e2n\u0103 au dat de un prag \u00een calea lui, \u00een care se adunase apa, form\u00e2nd un lac. Zbur\u0103torul plec\u0103 \u00een c\u0103utarea lemnelor de foc, iar Mira se apropie de ap\u0103, vr\u00e2nd s\u0103 spele de pe ea acele dou\u0103 luni de chin.<\/p>\n Atinse cu degetele piciorului apa. Rece.<\/p>\n P\u0103\u0219i cu \u00eencredere \u00eenainte, p\u00e2n\u0103 apa o acoperi cu totul. \u00ce\u0219i dorea s\u0103 se trezeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n Nu-\u0219i scoase de pe ea c\u0103ma\u0219a – Zbur\u0103torul s-ar fi putut \u00eentoarce mai devreme, iar Mira \u00ee\u0219i dorea s\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i acopere cu ceva goliciunea. \u00cen plus, c\u0103ma\u0219a trebuia sp\u0103lat\u0103 \u0219i ea.<\/p>\n Se l\u0103s\u0103 prad\u0103 for\u021bei din jurul ei. \u00cei \u00eenghe\u021bau \u00eencet v\u00e2rfurile degetelor, nasul, urechile, iar inima b\u0103tu mai rar dup\u0103 un timp, calm\u00e2ndu-se. Deschise sub ap\u0103 ochii – lumina soarelui de deasupra dansa mirific, cu razele parc\u0103 prinse de bra\u021bele sub\u021biri ale ielelor p\u0103durii. L\u0103s\u0103 aerul afar\u0103 din pl\u0103m\u00e2ni, urm\u0103rind pentru o clip\u0103 cum bulbucii se ridicau tot mai sus, tot mai departe, \u0219i se gr\u0103bi s\u0103-i urmeze, ie\u0219ind la suprafa\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n Aerul p\u0103rea mai rece dec\u00e2t apa – o f\u0103cu s\u0103 tremure.<\/p>\n Dar era bine.<\/p>\n Z\u00e2mbi larg.<\/p>\n Totul era bine.<\/p>\n Se sp\u0103l\u0103 pe fa\u021b\u0103, pe m\u00e2ini, p\u00e2n\u0103 d\u0103du jos de pe ea tot s\u00e2ngele \u0219i toate grijile. Arunc\u0103 o privire spre mal – Zbur\u0103torul aprinsese focul \u0219i o privea, z\u00e2mbind.<\/p>\n \u2014 O s\u0103 \u00eenghe\u021bi de frig! \u00eei zise tare. Am prins un iepure, nu \u021bi-e foame?<\/p>\n Atunci sim\u021bi mirosul dulce de carne pus\u0103 pe foc.<\/p>\n Se gr\u0103bi s\u0103 ias\u0103 din ap\u0103 \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i acoperi pieptul p\u00e2n\u0103 ajunse \u00een fa\u021ba focului. C\u0103ma\u0219a i se lipi de corp \u0219i \u00eei era at\u00e2t de frig c\u0103 nu se putea opri din tremurat. Pe foc se pr\u0103jea un iepure, iar Zbur\u0103torul \u00eel tot \u00eenv\u00e2rtea, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-l frig\u0103 pe toate p\u0103r\u021bile. El o privi t\u0103cut un timp, dup\u0103 care expir\u0103 din greu.<\/p>\n \u2014 A\u0219 putea s\u0103 te \u00eenc\u0103lzesc, dac\u0103 ai accepta propunerea mea.<\/p>\n \u2014 P-prefer s-s\u0103 \u00eenghe\u021b-\u021b de fr-frig, f\u0103cu Mira, frec\u00e2ndu-\u0219i umerii cu palmele.<\/p>\n Picioarele i se \u00eenc\u0103lziser\u0103, a\u0219a c\u0103 se apropie mai mult de foc. Fa\u021ba parc\u0103 se topi sub puterea fl\u0103c\u0103rilor, \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tiind fiori prin tot corpul. C\u00e2nd \u00ee\u0219i dezmor\u021bi m\u00e2inile, Zbur\u0103torul \u00eei \u00eentinse ramura cu iepurele.<\/p>\n \u2014 Tu nu vrei? \u00eel \u00eentreb\u0103 confuz\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Eu m\u0103 hr\u0103nesc cu altceva, zise el viclean. M\u0103n\u00e2nc\u0103.<\/p>\n Acel iepure ars la suprafa\u021b\u0103 \u0219i crud la mijloc fusese mai bun dec\u00e2t orice m\u00e2ncase Mira vreodat\u0103. C\u00e2nd terminase de mestecat ultima f\u0103r\u00e2m\u0103 de carne, p\u0103rul \u0219i c\u0103ma\u0219a se uscaser\u0103 complet.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce s-a schimbat \u00een ultimii patruzeci de ani? o \u00eentreb\u0103 Zbur\u0103torul g\u00e2nditor.<\/p>\n P\u0103rea trist.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu foarte multe, \u00eei r\u0103spunse, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-\u0219i aduc\u0103 aminte ceva istorie. I-am b\u0103tut pe bastarni \u00een ultimul r\u0103zboi\u2026<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu, nu la asta m-am referit, zise el. Societatea. Oamenii.<\/p>\n \u2014 Oh, f\u0103cu ea. Bine\u00een\u021beles c\u0103 \u00eel interesau femeile. Nu se mai poart\u0103 c\u0103ma\u0219\u0103 sub ie.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul se \u00eencrunt\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Serios?<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu.<\/p>\n Monstrul \u00ee\u0219i d\u0103du ochii peste cap.<\/p>\n \u2014 E\u0219ti foarte rea cu inima unui simplu b\u0103rbat, Mira.<\/p>\n \u2014 E\u0219ti u\u0219or de p\u0103c\u0103lit, zise ea, r\u00e2z\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n De\u0219i fugise prin tuneluri \u0219i adunase lemne, hainele Zbur\u0103torului r\u0103m\u0103seser\u0103 la fel de curate ca la \u00eenceput. Mira nu putea s\u0103 nu fie invidioas\u0103 – era mare noroc s\u0103 fii un spirit.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce ai de g\u00e2nd s\u0103 faci acum c\u0103 ai sc\u0103pat de balaur?<\/p>\n Ea \u00ee\u0219i l\u0103s\u0103 capul pe genunchi. Focul \u00eencepea s\u0103 se sting\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Vreau s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentorc \u00een Sarmizegetusa.<\/p>\n \u2014 Dar o s\u0103 te trimit\u0103 \u00eenapoi!<\/p>\n \u2014 Vreau s\u0103 vorbesc cu tat\u0103l meu. Vreau s\u0103-l conving s\u0103 nu mai bage \u00een seam\u0103 sacerdo\u021bii \u0219i s\u0103 m\u0103 m\u0103rite, pur \u0219i simplu.<\/p>\n Ridic\u0103 ochii spre Zbur\u0103tor, care o privea \u00eendurerat.<\/p>\n \u2014 Crezi c\u0103 o s\u0103 te asculte?<\/p>\n Mira z\u00e2mbi.<\/p>\n \u2014 Sunt fata lui.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul d\u0103du din cap, parc\u0103 aprob\u00e2ndu-\u0219i g\u00e2ndurile.<\/p>\n \u2014 Bine, atunci, zise, iar apoi ar\u0103t\u0103 spre c\u0103ma\u0219a ei. Va trebui s\u0103-\u021bi g\u0103sim ceva de \u00eembr\u0103cat pentru aceast\u0103 c\u0103l\u0103torie.<\/p>\n \u2014 O s\u0103 mergi cu mine? se \u00eengrozi ea. O s\u0103 se uite toat\u0103 lumea la noi!<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu \u0219i dac\u0103 fac asta, spuse el, pocnind din degete.<\/p>\n Pe p\u0103rul, ochii, genele \u0219i tot ce mai era alb se rev\u0103rs\u0103 culoarea – p\u0103rul deveni blond, ochii – alba\u0219tri, iar broderia hainelor se color\u0103 \u00een verde. Ar\u0103ta ca un om obi\u0219nuit.<\/p>\n Nu-i venea s\u0103 cread\u0103.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul \u00ee\u0219i str\u00e2nse p\u0103rul la spate cu o sforicic\u0103 \u0219i l\u0103s\u0103 coada \u00een fa\u021b\u0103, pe um\u0103r.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce zici?<\/p>\n P\u0103rea un t\u00e2n\u0103r fiu de nobil, dac\u0103 nu se uita la p\u0103r. Genul de t\u00e2n\u0103r care fura s\u0103rut\u0103ri de la fetele satului c\u00e2nd ta\u021bii lor erau \u00een c\u00e2mp.<\/p>\n Devie privirea.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ar\u0103\u021bi\u2026 obi\u0219nuit.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce bine e s\u0103 fii eu, zise el \u0219i se \u00eentinse. Dar avem un drum lung, a\u0219a c\u0103 hai s\u0103 pornim.<\/p>\n Mira nu prea \u00ee\u0219i imagina cum avea s\u0103 ajung\u0103 \u00een Sarmizegetusa – fusese adormit\u0103 cu vinul tat\u0103lui ei pentru tot drumul, a\u0219a c\u0103 se l\u0103s\u0103 pe m\u00e2inile Zbur\u0103torului, care \u00eei spuse c\u0103 aventura avea s\u0103 dureze vreo trei zile.<\/p>\n Mai \u00eent\u00e2i s-au apropiat de un sat din mun\u021bi, de unde Zbur\u0103torul \u00eei furase o ie, fust\u0103, opinci \u0219i o pelerin\u0103 lung\u0103, groas\u0103. \u00cencepea s\u0103 arate din nou ca mai \u00eenainte.<\/p>\n Via\u021ba ei revenea la normal.<\/p>\n \u2014 Trebuie s\u0103 facem rost de m\u00e2ncare pentru drum, \u00eei zise Zbur\u0103torul, dup\u0103 ce ea se \u00eembr\u0103case. Nu prea mai sunt iepuri \u00een partea asta a mun\u021bilor.<\/p>\n Mira se opri din \u00eempletit p\u0103rul.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u0218i cum facem asta?<\/p>\n \u2014 Intr\u0103m \u00een sat, zise \u0219i o trase dup\u0103 el. S\u0103 nu sco\u021bi o vorb\u0103.<\/p>\n \u0218irul de case se \u00eentindea dintr-un cap\u0103t \u00een altul al muntelui, cu o singur\u0103 c\u0103rare pe mijloc. Scunde, cu acoperi\u0219urile muceg\u0103ite de ninsorile iernii ce trecuse, ele abia dac\u0103 p\u0103reau locuite. Copiii alergau de colo p\u00e2n\u0103 colo, juc\u00e2ndu-se cu ramuri \u0219i pietre, iar femeile t\u0103iau lemne pentru foc sau g\u0103teau \u00een oale mari cina ce umplea satul de mirosuri mirifice.<\/p>\n \u00cei \u00eent\u00e2mpinase un mo\u0219neag \u00eembr\u0103cat \u00eentr-o rob\u0103 lung\u0103 – sacerdotul satului.<\/p>\n \u2014 Cine sunte\u021bi \u0219i ce c\u0103uta\u021bi? \u00eei \u00eentreb\u0103 el, sprijinindu-se de un toiag.<\/p>\n \u2014 Am venit cu bine, zise Zbur\u0103torul, aplec\u00e2nd capul. Suntem ni\u0219te bie\u021bi c\u0103l\u0103tori, r\u0103ma\u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 ad\u0103post. Sora mea, biata mea sor\u0103, moare de foame \u0219i cu binevoin\u021ba dumitale, b\u0103tr\u00e2ne preot\u2026<\/p>\n Mira tu\u0219i zgomotos.<\/p>\n Sacerdotul se \u00eencrunt\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu avem unde s\u0103 v\u0103 \u021binem peste noapte, dar v\u0103 putem da de m\u00e2ncare, le zise b\u0103tr\u00e2nul, dup\u0103 care strig\u0103 undeva \u00een spate. Zia! Zia! Adu ni\u0219te terci \u0219i p\u00e2ine!<\/p>\n Fuseser\u0103 a\u0219eza\u021bi la o mas\u0103 mic\u0103, rotund\u0103, cu dou\u0103 oale cu terci \u0219i c\u00e2teva felii de p\u00e2ine. Mira \u00ee\u0219i \u00eencepu terciul, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-l lase pe Zbur\u0103tor din priviri, care vorbea ceva cu acea Zia care le adusese de m\u00e2ncare. Erau prea departe ca s\u0103-i aud\u0103, dar \u00eei vedea foarte clar.<\/p>\n El \u00eei z\u00e2mbi dulce, privind-o \u00een ochi, \u0219i o lu\u0103 u\u0219or de m\u00e2na pe care o s\u0103rut\u0103. Ea r\u00e2se, \u00eembujor\u00e2ndu-se, iar el se sprijini de gardul din spatele ei, apropiindu-se mai mult. Ea r\u0103mase cu ochii spre el, neput\u00e2nd s\u0103 respire, iar el \u00eei \u0219opti ceva la ureche, f\u0103c\u00e2nd-o s\u0103 se \u00eenro\u0219easc\u0103 \u0219i mai tare.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul o v\u0103zu pe Mira privindu-l, z\u00e2mbi u\u0219or \u0219i o l\u0103s\u0103 pe Zia s\u0103 plece.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u00cencotro v\u0103 \u00eendrepta\u021bi? o \u00eentreb\u0103 sacerdotul brusc, f\u0103c\u00e2nd-o s\u0103 tresar\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Sarmizegetusa, \u00eei r\u0103spunse ea repede. Acolo st\u0103 unchiul nostru.<\/p>\n \u2014 Hmmm, f\u0103cu sacerdotul, l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-\u0219i barba \u00een piept.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul nu mai era de v\u0103zut, dar preotul nu p\u0103rea alarmat. El \u00ee\u0219i arunc\u0103 privirea departe, printre copacii ce \u00eenconjurau satul. \u00centunericul se l\u0103sa tot mai mult, aduc\u00e2nd cu el mirosul proasp\u0103t al frigului. Mira \u00ee\u0219i l\u0103s\u0103 nasul \u00een marginea pufoas\u0103 a pelerinei – r\u0103coarea \u00eei \u00eenro\u0219i fa\u021ba \u0219i degetele cu unghiile rupte.<\/p>\n \u00cei arunc\u0103 o privire mo\u0219neagului, care nu p\u0103rea s\u0103 o bage \u00een seam\u0103. I se p\u0103rea at\u00e2t de ciudat s\u0103 fie din nou printre oameni, s\u0103 \u00eei vad\u0103 \u00eendeaproape, s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103 cu ei \u0219i nu cu bezna pe\u0219terii…<\/p>\n \u00cen dep\u0103rtare se auzi urletul lupilor. Mira \u00ee\u0219i duse instinctiv m\u00e2na la frunte, \u0219i \u00eel v\u0103zu pe preot f\u0103c\u00e2nd la fel. Lupii erau p\u0103zitorii poporului ei, iar cei care nu le r\u0103spundeau la salut aduceau mare necaz \u00een casa lor.<\/p>\n Nu \u0219tia c\u00e2t a stat acolo, cu cerul \u00eemp\u00e2nzit de stele \u0219i b\u0103tr\u00e2nul t\u0103cut, dar p\u0103reau c\u0103 au trecut ani. Avusese parte de lini\u0219te \u00eencontinuu timp de dou\u0103 luni lungi, dar acea lini\u0219te p\u0103trunz\u0103toare din acea noapte luminat\u0103 de astre era altfel.<\/p>\n Era o altfel de lini\u0219te.<\/p>\n Un \u021bip\u0103t lung sparse vraja.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nesuferitule, s\u0103 te \u00eenghit\u0103 balaurul din pe\u0219ter\u0103! Cum ai \u00eendr\u0103znit!…<\/p>\n \u00cen sat \u00eencepu forfota. Sacerdotul se ridic\u0103 \u0219i se \u00eendrept\u0103 gr\u0103bit spre sursa g\u0103l\u0103giei. Mira \u00eel urm\u0103.<\/p>\n \u00cen mijlocul satului au fost aprinse zeci de focuri, ilumin\u00e2nd puternic calendarul de piatr\u0103 \u0219i altarul din mijloc. Lumea se adun\u0103 ca albinele \u00een jurul unei case cu acoperi\u0219 mai \u00eenalt, din care izvora zarva. Mira se apropie mai mult \u0219i v\u0103zu cum un b\u0103rbat imens \u0219i bine f\u0103cut arunc\u0103 pe cineva pe u\u0219\u0103 afar\u0103.<\/p>\n Era Zbur\u0103torul.<\/p>\n P\u0103rul blond \u00eei at\u00e2rna r\u0103v\u0103\u0219it, hainele mototolite p\u0103reau \u00eembr\u0103cate \u00een grab\u0103, iar fa\u021ba era br\u0103zdat\u0103 de zg\u00e2rieturi \u0219i v\u00e2n\u0103t\u0103i. Picioarele \u0219i m\u00e2inile se umpluser\u0103 de noroi.<\/p>\n \u2014 Cum ai \u00eendr\u0103znit s\u0103 \u00eemi ponegre\u0219ti biata fat\u0103, n\u0103t\u0103r\u0103ule?! b\u0103rbatul se \u00eendrept\u0103 cu vitez\u0103 spre Zbur\u0103torul \u00eentins pe jos. Stai c\u0103-\u021bi ar\u0103t eu \u021bie!<\/p>\n \u00cei st\u0103tu inima \u00een loc. Trebuia s\u0103-l salveze, dar cum?<\/p>\n Sacerdotul d\u0103du lumea din fa\u021b\u0103 la o parte \u0219i strig\u0103 poruncitor:<\/p>\n \u2014 Davos! Opre\u0219te-te! Nu da c\u0103-l omori, nenorocitule!<\/p>\n B\u0103rbatul era gata s\u0103-i distrug\u0103 fa\u021ba bietului Zbur\u0103tor, c\u00e2nd preotul \u00eel prinse de m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu faci tu soarta altui om! \u00eei strig\u0103 lui Davos b\u0103tr\u00e2nul \u00een fa\u021b\u0103. Trebuie s\u0103 respec\u021bi datina!<\/p>\n Fa\u021ba b\u0103rbatului se crisp\u0103 de furie.<\/p>\n \u2014 Tu l-ai l\u0103sat \u00een sat! Davos se \u00eendep\u0103rt\u0103 de Zbur\u0103tor, care se ridic\u0103 \u00eencet \u00een picioare. Mi-a nenorocit biata fat\u0103, biata mea Zia!…<\/p>\n \u00cen prag ap\u0103ru fata. P\u0103rul lung, despletit, \u00eei at\u00e2rna p\u00e2n\u0103 la genunchi.<\/p>\n Pl\u00e2ngea.<\/p>\n Lumea din jur \u00eencepu s\u0103 \u0219u\u0219oteasc\u0103.<\/p>\n B\u0103tr\u00e2nul se \u00eencrunt\u0103 \u0219i se uit\u0103 ur\u00e2t la Zbur\u0103tor.<\/p>\n \u2014 Cum \u00ee\u021bi e numele, b\u0103iete?<\/p>\n Monstrul z\u00e2mbi, \u0219terg\u00e2ndu-\u0219i s\u00e2ngele de pe obraz.<\/p>\n \u2014 Degeaba, mo\u0219ule, zise el, ar\u0103t\u00e2nd spre Mira. Sunt deja logodit.<\/p>\n Tot satul se \u00eentoarse spre ea.<\/p>\n Capul, dintr-odat\u0103, i se goli de idei.<\/p>\n Sacerdotul se \u00eencrunt\u0103 \u0219i mai mult. El ar\u0103t\u0103 spre Zbur\u0103tor, apoi spre Mira \u0219i spuse tare:<\/p>\n \u2014 Prinde\u021bi-i pe am\u00e2ndoi!<\/p>\n Doi b\u0103rba\u021bi puternici o apucar\u0103 de m\u00e2ini. Mira se smuci – degeaba.<\/p>\n \u2014 Voi nu \u0219ti\u021bi cu cine v\u0103 pune\u021bi! strig\u0103 ea, dezn\u0103d\u0103jduit\u0103.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul, care at\u00e2rna de al\u021bi doi b\u0103rba\u021bi masivi, nu p\u0103rea s\u0103 fie speriat deloc. Sacerdotul ar\u0103t\u0103 spre ni\u0219te copaci din spatele casei, unde prin\u021besa \u0219i monstrul trebuiau s\u0103 fie lega\u021bi p\u00e2n\u0103 mai marii satului le-ar fi decis soarta.<\/p>\n Mira \u00eencerc\u0103 s\u0103 se elibereze, dar b\u0103rba\u021bii o \u021bineau prea str\u00e2ns, iar c\u00e2nd fr\u00e2nghia a fost legat\u0103 \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it de copac, nu se mai putu mi\u0219ca deloc.<\/p>\n \u2014 Care e problema ta?! izbucni ea c\u00e2nd r\u0103m\u0103seser\u0103 singuri.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul \u00eencepu s\u0103 r\u00e2d\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Cum a fost terciul, prin\u021bes\u0103?<\/p>\n \u2014 Chiar e\u0219ti un monstru! f\u0103cu ea enervat\u0103. De ce n-ai l\u0103sat biata fat\u0103 \u00een pace?<\/p>\n \u2014 O, deci prin\u021besa are voie s\u0103 m\u0103n\u00e2nce terci, dar bietul Zbur\u0103tor trebuie s\u0103 \u00eendure foamea?<\/p>\n Z\u00e2mbea.<\/p>\n Mira devie privirea. Uitase.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u00cen plus, continu\u0103 el \u00eencet. Am \u00eentrebat-o de trei ori \u0219i m-a acceptat de fiecare dat\u0103, nu po\u021bi spune c\u0103 e doar vina mea.<\/p>\n Prin\u021besa se \u00eencrunt\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ai nevoie de permisiune?<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul o privi uimit.<\/p>\n \u2014 Drept cine m\u0103 crezi, Mira? Un muritor de r\u00e2nd, un sclav? Sunt un spirit, exist dup\u0103 legile naturii. Iar natura nu ia nimic cu for\u021ba, niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n Uluitor.<\/p>\n Doica \u00eei spusese Mirei complet altceva, bine\u00een\u021beles.<\/p>\n \u2014 Atunci, \u00eencepu ea confuz\u0103. De ce te ur\u0103sc oamenii at\u00e2t de mult?<\/p>\n Spiritul z\u00e2mbi larg.<\/p>\n \u2014 Aparent, sunt o concuren\u021b\u0103 neloial\u0103.<\/p>\n Mira pufni.<\/p>\n \u2014 C\u00e2t de \u00eencrezut po\u021bi s\u0103 fii!<\/p>\n \u2014 Ba deloc, zise el, l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-\u0219i capul pe trunchiul copacului. Cel mai uimitor lucru din lumea asta \u00eentreag\u0103 e fericirea. Nu-\u021bi dai seama c\u0103 ai avut-o dec\u00e2t mult prea t\u00e2rziu.<\/p>\n Mira se uit\u0103 \u0219i ea \u00een sus. Noaptea cobor\u00e2se definitiv peste mun\u021bi. Ramurile abia \u00eenverzite ale copacilor p\u0103reau c\u0103 poart\u0103 miriadele de stele \u00een loc de frunze.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u00cemi place s\u0103 cred c\u0103 sunt cel care aduce fericirea \u00een sufletul unei femei, continu\u0103 el g\u00e2nditor. M\u0103car pentru o clip\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Zia nu p\u0103rea fericit\u0103, spuse Mira ironic.<\/p>\n \u2014 Tat\u0103l Ziei nu vrea s\u0103 o m\u0103rite, d-aia pl\u00e2ngea. Nu are zestre pentru ea.<\/p>\n \u2014 Iar acum nici c\u0103 o s\u0103 mai poat\u0103 vreodat\u0103, mul\u021bumit\u0103 \u021bie.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul expir\u0103 din greu.<\/p>\n \u2014 Fiul fierarului o vrea, iar acum c\u0103 \u0219tie tot satul c\u0103 e ponegrit\u0103, tat\u0103l Ziei o s\u0103 fie fericit s\u0103 o dea oricui.<\/p>\n Mira \u00eel privi uimit\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 De unde \u0219tii toate astea?<\/p>\n El se uit\u0103 viclean la ea.<\/p>\n \u2014 Sufletul unei femei nu este o tain\u0103 pentru mine.<\/p>\n Era ciudat. Zbur\u0103torul p\u0103rea, la o prim\u0103 privire, ilogic. La o a doua privire, \u00eens\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n Mira inspir\u0103 cu putere aerul rece al nop\u021bii, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-\u0219i goleasc\u0103 mintea. Din spate se auzi g\u0103l\u0103gie apropiindu-se.<\/p>\n \u2014 Hmm? f\u0103cu spiritul. Deja? Credeam c\u0103 o s\u0103 \u021bin\u0103 mai mult.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce o s\u0103 ne fac\u0103? \u00eentreb\u0103 ea \u00eencet.<\/p>\n \u2014 Probabil o s\u0103 \u00eencerce s\u0103-mi taie m\u00e2na, zise el, \u00eencrunt\u00e2ndu-se. A\u0219a c\u0103, dac\u0103 vrei s\u0103 nu-mi accep\u021bi propunerea din Kogaionon, ar fi bine s\u0103 g\u0103se\u0219ti o solu\u021bie.<\/p>\n \u2014 Poftim?!<\/p>\n G\u0103l\u0103gia se apropie mai mult – un grup de b\u0103rba\u021bi \u0219i tineri cu sacerdotul \u0219i Davos \u00een fa\u021b\u0103 i-au \u00eenconjurat.<\/p>\n Trebuia s\u0103 se g\u00e2ndeasc\u0103 la ceva.<\/p>\n Repede.<\/p>\n S\u0103tenii i-au dezlegat \u0219i i-au dus spre altar. B\u0103tr\u00e2nul vorbea \u00eencet cu Davos, care p\u0103rea \u00eemplinit. Ridic\u00e2nd capul, mo\u0219neagul ar\u0103t\u0103 cu toiagul spre Mira.<\/p>\n \u2014 Pentru gre\u0219eala pe care a f\u0103cut-o logodnicul t\u0103u va pl\u0103ti \u00eentreaga familie! S\u0103 li se taie m\u00e2inile drepte!<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu! \u021bip\u0103 Mira din to\u021bi r\u0103runchii c\u00e2nd b\u0103rba\u021bii o duseser\u0103 spre altar.<\/p>\n De ce trebuia s\u0103 sufere din cauza lui?!<\/p>\n \u0218i \u00eei veni ideea.<\/p>\n \u2014 El! ridic\u0103 degetul spre spirit. El e Zbur\u0103torul! Sunt o biat\u0103 fat\u0103 de sclav, iar el m-a furat \u0219i m-a nenorocit, e doar vina lui!<\/p>\n Printre s\u0103teni a \u00eenceput vorba, iar sub privirea uimit\u0103 a spiritului, Mira \u00eencerc\u0103 s\u0103-\u0219i adune cuvintele.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u0218i-a schimbat fa\u021ba \u0219i m-a adus \u00een mun\u021bi s\u0103 m\u0103 piar\u0103! Salva\u021bi-m\u0103 de el!<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul r\u00e2se cu poft\u0103, pocnind din degete. Culoarea disp\u0103ru complet din corpul \u0219i hainele lui, dezv\u0103luind un alb imaculat ce \u00een lumina focurilor p\u0103rea auriu. R\u00e2sul spiritului deveni din ce \u00een ce mai malefic, f\u0103c\u00e2ndu-i pe b\u0103rba\u021bii ce \u00eel \u021bineau s\u0103 sar\u0103 \u00een l\u0103turi.<\/p>\n \u2014 A\u0219a, \u0219i?! f\u0103cu spiritul, ar\u0103t\u00e2nd spre ea. Crezi c\u0103 meri\u021bi mai mult?! Toate femeile trebuie s\u0103 sufere!<\/p>\n Mira se ofens\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een ad\u00e2ncul sufletului.<\/p>\n \u2014 Jigodie ce e\u0219ti! Cum \u00eendr\u0103zne\u0219ti?!<\/p>\n Femeile din mul\u021bime se aprinseser\u0103 \u0219i ele – insultele curgeau una dup\u0103 alta. B\u0103tr\u00e2nul sacerdot \u0219i ceilal\u021bi b\u0103rba\u021bi l-au \u00eenconjurat pe Zbur\u0103tor, dar nu cutezau s\u0103 se apropie. Mira r\u0103m\u0103sese la marginea acelui cerc \u0219i se tot d\u0103dea \u00eenapoi, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 ias\u0103 din mul\u021bime f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 fie observat\u0103.<\/p>\n B\u0103tr\u00e2nul preot, v\u0103z\u00e2nd c\u0103 pierde controlul, se b\u0103g\u0103 \u00een fa\u021ba spiritului, care ridica malefic m\u00e2inile spre mul\u021bime, atr\u0103g\u00e2nd toat\u0103 aten\u021bia publicului spre el.<\/p>\n \u2014 Atunci o s\u0103 respect\u0103m datina! spuse el tare, ridic\u00e2nd toiagul. O s\u0103-\u021bi c\u00e2nt spusele lui Zamolxe \u0219i o s\u0103 p\u0103r\u0103se\u0219ti pe vecie mun\u021bii \u0103\u0219tia!<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul r\u00e2se din nou cu poft\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Tu, b\u0103tr\u00e2ne? S\u0103 m\u0103 alungi? N-o s\u0103-\u021bi cad\u0103 barba?<\/p>\n Mira se \u00eendep\u0103rt\u0103 de mul\u021bime \u0219i se ascunse printre case. Ce ar fi putut s\u0103 fac\u0103 s\u0103 \u00eel scoat\u0103 de acolo? Era bine c\u0103 a ajutat-o \u00een pref\u0103c\u0103toria ei, dar s\u0103tenii p\u0103reau mai \u00eenfuria\u021bi cu fiecare clip\u0103 ce trecea. Trebuia s\u0103 le distrag\u0103 aten\u021bia, dar cum?<\/p>\n Privirea \u00eei c\u0103zu pe o gr\u0103mad\u0103 de f\u00e2n pus pentru animale l\u00e2ng\u0103 un gard de lemn. Focul at\u00e2rnat deasupra ei se cl\u0103tina periculos \u00een b\u0103taia v\u00e2ntului.<\/p>\n Prea periculos.<\/p>\n Se furi\u0219\u0103 prin cur\u021bi \u00een spatele mul\u021bimii, unde prinse un toiag cu o flac\u0103r\u0103 \u00een v\u00e2rf \u0219i d\u0103du foc gr\u0103mezii de paie. Para crescu repede, \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tiindu-se.<\/p>\n \u2014 Foc! Foc!<\/p>\n Mul\u021bimea intrase \u00een panic\u0103. Oamenii se \u00eendep\u0103rtar\u0103 de calendar \u0219i privir\u0103 speria\u021bi cum fl\u0103c\u0103rile m\u00e2ncau totul \u00een jurul lor. B\u0103rba\u021bii ce \u00eei \u021binuser\u0103 pe Mira \u0219i Zbur\u0103tor s-au gr\u0103bit s\u0103 sting\u0103 focul, astfel c\u0103 Zbur\u0103torul r\u0103mase singur, cu sacerdotul \u00een fa\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n Prin\u021besa se apropie de ei, iar spiritul o lu\u0103 de m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n Mo\u0219neagul, care nu aruncase nici un ochi fl\u0103c\u0103rilor, \u00eei privi lung, dup\u0103 care d\u0103du aprobator din cap \u0219i le \u00eentoarse spatele, disp\u0103r\u00e2nd \u00een mul\u021bime.<\/p>\n Luna se \u00eentunec\u0103 brusc. \u00cencepu s\u0103 bat\u0103 v\u00e2ntul, care prinse fl\u0103c\u0103rile \u00een bra\u021be, \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tiindu-le \u00een copacii din jur. Ceva era ciudat, de parc\u0103, dintr-odat\u0103, legile naturii nu mai func\u021bionau.<\/p>\n Era at\u00e2t de mult\u0103 lumin\u0103, \u0219i, totu\u0219i, Mira vedea doar \u00eentunericul.<\/p>\n I se \u00eenv\u00e2rtea capul.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul o trase gr\u0103bit printre case afar\u0103 din sat, cobor\u00e2nd \u00een pant\u0103 spre r\u00e2u.<\/p>\n \u2014 Cum de ne-a l\u0103sat a\u0219a, pur \u0219i simplu, s\u0103 plec\u0103m?! \u00eel \u00eentreb\u0103 ea, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 nu se \u00eempiedice de r\u0103d\u0103cini. \u00ce\u0219i ridicase fustele mult deasupra genunchilor.<\/p>\n Spiritul p\u0103rea sup\u0103rat.<\/p>\n \u2014 Zbur\u0103torule! f\u0103cu ea c\u00e2nd el nu-i r\u0103spunse.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu avem timp acum!<\/p>\n \u00cen lumina slab\u0103 a lunii p\u0103rul alb al spiritului p\u0103rea argintiu. Oare c\u00e2te taine mai avea \u00een spatele s\u0103u?<\/p>\n Mira se \u00eencrunt\u0103.<\/p>\n Oare \u00ee\u0219i dorea s\u0103 afle?<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu, tu s\u0103 stai! \u00eei zise, smucindu-se. Ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 toate astea?<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul o privi lung. \u00cen ochii lui ardea triste\u021bea.<\/p>\n \u2014 Sacerdo\u021bii \u0219tiu adev\u0103rul despre spirite, spuse el \u00eencet. Mi-a cerut s\u0103 o ajut pe Zia c\u00e2nd am fost s\u0103-\u021bi fac rost de haine \u0219i mi-a promis o c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103 cu un m\u0103gar pentru drumul nostru.<\/p>\n Mira se \u00eencrunt\u0103. Aparent, partea cu \u0219tiutul sufletului unei femei era o minciun\u0103. \u0218i totu\u0219i, de ce era sup\u0103rat?<\/p>\n \u2014 Dar e ceea ce faci – seduci femei. Care e problema?<\/p>\n Sur\u00e2se.<\/p>\n \u2014 Eram sigur c\u0103 n-o s\u0103 \u00een\u021belegi.<\/p>\n El o trase de m\u00e2n\u0103, dar ea r\u0103mase pe loc.<\/p>\n \u2014 Explic\u0103-mi.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul expir\u0103 din greu. \u00cen spate se \u00eente\u021bea g\u0103l\u0103gia – li s-a observat absen\u021ba.<\/p>\n \u2014 O s\u0103 ne prind\u0103 s\u0103tenii dac\u0103 mai z\u0103bovim pe aici.<\/p>\n Schimba subiectul.<\/p>\n \u00cen privirea lui pierdut\u0103 prin\u021besa ghici o triste\u021be ap\u0103s\u0103toare.<\/p>\n Nu-i pl\u0103cea s\u0103 le seduc\u0103.<\/p>\n \u00cei str\u00e2nse palma.<\/p>\n \u2014 Oric\u00e2nd o s\u0103 vrei s\u0103-mi spui ceva s\u0103 \u0219tii c\u0103 o s\u0103 te ascult.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul z\u00e2mbi, dar nu viclean, cum o f\u0103cea mereu c\u00e2nd o cic\u0103lea, ci \u00eemp\u0103cat, de parc\u0103 Mira spusese ceva ce a\u0219teptase demult s\u0103 aud\u0103.<\/p>\n Urm\u0103riser\u0103 albia r\u00e2ului p\u00e2n\u0103 au dat de o c\u0103rare, iar \u00een tufele de zmeur\u0103 de l\u00e2ng\u0103 – o c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103 \u0219ubred\u0103 cu un m\u0103gar legat de ramura unui salc\u00e2m. \u00cen spate, prin\u021besa g\u0103si un co\u0219 cu p\u00e2ine, vin \u0219i ni\u0219te br\u00e2nz\u0103 de oi. Zbur\u0103torul se instaur\u0103 pe m\u0103gar, pe care \u00eel convinse cu u\u0219urin\u021b\u0103 s\u0103 mearg\u0103, iar ea se \u00eentinse \u00een c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 adoarm\u0103.<\/p>\n Mi\u0219carea o leg\u0103na, adormind-o.<\/p>\n Oasele c\u0103deau, lovindu-se de pere\u021bii de piatr\u0103 \u0219i se sp\u0103rgeau \u00een ecouri de craniile uscate \u00een mirosul de carne muceg\u0103it\u0103.<\/p>\n Tres\u0103ri.<\/p>\n Printre ramurile copacilor \u00eenal\u021bi se \u00eentrevedea cerul roz al r\u0103s\u0103ritului.<\/p>\n \u2014 Te-ai trezit?<\/p>\n \u2014 Am visat ceva ur\u00e2t, zise ea, frec\u00e2ndu-se la ochi.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu b\u0103ga \u00een seam\u0103 toate nebuniile pe care \u021bi le arat\u0103 mintea c\u00e2nd e adormit\u0103.<\/p>\n Fusese at\u00e2t de prompt, c\u0103 prin\u021besa nu mai avu ce s\u0103 adauge.<\/p>\n Aparent, \u00eenc\u0103 era sup\u0103rat.<\/p>\n Mira \u00ee\u0219i trecu m\u00e2na prin p\u0103rul ei cre\u021b ce amintea mai mult o claie. Zbur\u0103torul, care nu se mi\u0219case de pe m\u0103gar, nu p\u0103rea deloc obosit.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mai avem pu\u021bin \u0219i ajungem \u00een Dava.<\/p>\n Prin\u021besa se \u00eencrunt\u0103.<\/p>\n Dava era o cetate a\u0219ezat\u0103 la marginea unui lac, construit\u0103 de un grup de nobili ce \u00ee\u0219i spuneau Lupii Albi. Mira nu \u00eei cunoscuse niciodat\u0103, dar zvonurile spuneau c\u0103 din aceste familii se tr\u0103geau Fe\u021bii-Frumo\u0219i \u0219i Cos\u00e2nzenele. Printre pere\u021bii albi de marmur\u0103 \u0219i gr\u0103dinile pline de pomi \u00eenflori\u021bi aveau voie s\u0103-\u0219i duc\u0103 traiul numai oamenii talenta\u021bi. Dava era cetatea me\u0219te\u0219ugurilor – cele mai frumoase bijuterii \u0219i \u021bes\u0103turi proveneau de acolo.<\/p>\n \u00ce\u0219i aduse aminte cum \u00een copil\u0103rie doica o dusese \u00een Dava s\u0103-i arate coliviile cu p\u0103s\u0103ri din gr\u0103dinile albe. Printre r\u0103murelele de r\u0103chit\u0103 se ascundeau p\u0103s\u0103ri m\u0103iestre cu pene mult mai colorate dec\u00e2t p\u00e2lcul de flori de l\u00e2ng\u0103 palatul regelui. \u0218i-ar fi dorit s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 acolo pentru totdeauna – era cea mai frumoas\u0103 cetate pe care o v\u0103zuse vreodat\u0103.<\/p>\n \u0218i urma s\u0103 o vad\u0103 din nou.<\/p>\n \u00ce\u0219i opri un c\u0103scat.<\/p>\n \u2014 Poveste\u0219te-mi ceva, \u00eei zise ea, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-l \u00eempace.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul se uit\u0103 la ea peste um\u0103r, z\u00e2mbind.<\/p>\n \u2014 Prin\u021besa s-a plictisit?<\/p>\n Mira se apropie de marginea c\u0103ru\u021bei, ca s\u0103-l aud\u0103 mai bine, \u0219i se \u00eentinse.<\/p>\n \u2014 Exi\u0219ti de la \u00eenceputul timpurilor, spuse ea, proptindu-\u0219i obrazul \u00een palm\u0103. Ce \u021bi-a pl\u0103cut cel mai mult?<\/p>\n V\u00e2ntul \u00eei ridic\u0103 p\u0103rul Zbur\u0103torului \u00een valuri albe, str\u0103lucitoare.<\/p>\n \u2014 Hmmm, f\u0103cu el. Cel mai mult mi-a pl\u0103cut s\u0103 v\u0103d cum sacerdo\u021bii au ridicat Sarmizegetusa. Voi, muritorii, nu mai \u0219ti\u021bi, dar \u00een acel loc unde e acum altarul \u0219i palatul regelui au cobor\u00e2t la \u00eenceputul veacurilor zeii \u0219i spiritele. Fiecare dintre noi a l\u0103sat un cuv\u00e2nt bun, iar sacerdo\u021bii au ridicat pentru noi c\u00e2te o piatr\u0103 care a legat poporul nostru de al lor.<\/p>\n Mira \u00eel privi, uimit\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu am auzit niciodat\u0103 de asta!<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul sur\u00e2se.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u0218tii ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 cuv\u00e2ntul \u201dSarmizegetusa\u201d?<\/p>\n \u2014 \u201dCetatea de pe deal\u201d.<\/p>\n El d\u0103du din cap.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu, Mira. \u00censeamn\u0103 \u201dPromisiune\u201d. E promisiunea zeilor \u0219i spiritelor c\u0103 vor avea grij\u0103 de poporul vostru p\u00e2n\u0103 la sf\u00e2r\u0219itul lumii dac\u0103 ve\u021bi dori s\u0103 ne venera\u021bi.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u0218i dac\u0103 vom \u00eenceta?<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul evit\u0103 s\u0103 o priveasc\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Atunci vom deveni un mit.<\/p>\n Restul drumului trecu \u00een lini\u0219te. Mira nu putea s\u0103 nu vad\u0103 c\u0103 Zbur\u0103torul era \u00een alt\u0103 lume – t\u0103cut \u0219i trist, el privea absent \u00een fa\u021b\u0103, \u00eempung\u00e2nd c\u00e2teodat\u0103 m\u0103garul \u00een coaste ca s\u0103 o ia pe calea bun\u0103.<\/p>\n Un mit?<\/p>\n \u00cei pl\u0103ceau miturile. Eroii c\u00e2\u0219tigau mereu luptele, iar r\u0103uf\u0103c\u0103torii erau mereu pedepsi\u021bi de zei. Totul avea o logic\u0103.<\/p>\n Via\u021ba avea o logic\u0103.<\/p>\n Dar nu \u0219i dup\u0103 ce sc\u0103pase din pe\u0219ter\u0103.<\/p>\n Dava r\u0103s\u0103ri printre ramurile copacilor ca un m\u0103rg\u0103ritar scump: pere\u021bii albi str\u0103luceau \u00een razele soarelui matinal, iar dincolo de ei se ghiceau acoperi\u0219urile \u00eenalte ale caselor nobilimii. \u00cen jurul pere\u021bilor cet\u0103\u021bii se \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tiau casele m\u0103runte ale \u021b\u0103ranilor cu p\u0103m\u00e2nturile lor proasp\u0103t arate. Drumul spre por\u021bile cet\u0103\u021bii \u0219erpuia printre r\u00e2nduri de pomi crescu\u021bi cu grij\u0103 ca s\u0103 \u00eenfloreasc\u0103 pe r\u00e2nd, astfel \u00eenc\u00e2t toat\u0103 prim\u0103vara \u021b\u0103r\u00e2na era acoperit\u0103 de petale de flori.<\/p>\n M\u0103garul p\u0103\u0219ea hot\u0103r\u00e2t pe albul drumului, c\u0103lc\u00e2nd cu copitele parfumul prim\u0103verii, iar por\u021bile mari se apropiau tot mai mult.<\/p>\n \u2014 Am prins cel mai frumos moment s\u0103 vizit\u0103m Dava, \u00eei zise Mira Zbur\u0103torului, prinz\u00e2nd \u00een palme flori albe luate de briz\u0103. Ai mai fost aici?<\/p>\n \u2014 Hm, f\u0103cu spiritul. Ur\u00e2t loc. Sclipe\u0219te prea mult pentru ce ofer\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu \u0219tii ce vorbe\u0219ti. E cea mai frumoas\u0103 cetate din meleagurile astea!<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul s\u0103ri de pe m\u0103gar c\u00e2nd s-au apropiat de por\u021bi. C\u00e2\u021biva b\u0103rba\u021bi masivi urm\u0103reau lumea care intra \u0219i ie\u0219ea din cetate.<\/p>\n \u2014 Dac\u0103 tot \u00ee\u021bi place a\u0219a mult, \u00eencepu spiritul viclean, ai putea s\u0103 ne faci rost de un loc de odihn\u0103.<\/p>\n Mira \u00ee\u0219i d\u0103du ochii peste cap.<\/p>\n \u2014 Dac\u0103 ai fi v\u0103zut \u0219i altceva \u00een afar\u0103 de probleme \u00een cetatea asta, atunci ai fi \u0219tiut de gr\u0103dinile albe.<\/p>\n Paznicii \u00eei privir\u0103 insistent, dar nu le ziseser\u0103 nimic, l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-i s\u0103 treac\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Arat\u0103-mi drumul, atunci, spuse Zbur\u0103torul, ridic\u00e2nd din umeri.<\/p>\n Str\u0103zile curate, pavate cu pietre albe ce se sp\u0103lau \u00een fiecare diminea\u021b\u0103 \u0219i \u00eemp\u00e2nzite de ghivece cu flori din cele mai colorate, p\u0103reau rupte din lumea zeilor. Mira nu crezuse niciodat\u0103 c\u0103 o astfel de frumuse\u021be era posibil\u0103 – c\u00e2teodat\u0103, dib\u0103cia poporului ei o l\u0103sa cu gura c\u0103scat\u0103.<\/p>\n \u0218erpuind printre oamenii \u00eembr\u0103ca\u021bi \u00een alb, Mira inspir\u0103 mirosul cunoscut al paradisului. Putea s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 gr\u0103dinile albe \u0219i cu ochii \u00eenchi\u0219i – \u00een fa\u021b\u0103, tot \u00eenainte, p\u00e2n\u0103 ar fi dat de calendar, iar \u00een spatele lui, \u00eenghi\u021bind \u00een frunzi\u0219 casele nobililor se \u00eentindea p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een cap\u0103tul cel\u0103lalt al cet\u0103\u021bii gr\u0103dina plin\u0103 de cire\u0219i \u0219i meri, unde era interzis\u0103 distrugerea.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul opri brusc c\u0103ru\u021ba.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mira, spuse el scurt.<\/p>\n Deschise ochii.<\/p>\n \u00cen fa\u021ba lor era Regalius. Mira \u0219i-l amintea de-o \u0219chioap\u0103, zburd\u00e2nd printre trunchiurile copacilor gr\u0103dinii, unde prindea \u00eempreun\u0103 cu ea bondari \u00eentre palmele mici.<\/p>\n \u00cei promisese, \u00een naivitatea lui de copil, c\u0103 o s\u0103 o ia de nevast\u0103.<\/p>\n Se d\u0103du jos din c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103, apropiindu-se de el. Se f\u0103cuse \u00eenalt, mult mai \u00eenalt dec\u00e2t ea, cu pletele c\u00e2ndva lungi \u0219i aurii t\u0103iate scurt. Pe fa\u021ba alb\u0103 de groaz\u0103 \u00eencepuse s\u0103 r\u0103sar\u0103 musta\u021ba.<\/p>\n Fusese numit F\u0103t-Frumos c\u00e2nd au \u00eemplinit paisprezece prim\u0103veri. De atunci, nimic nu a mai fost ca \u00eenainte.<\/p>\n Era singur, cu ochii alba\u0219tri \u00eeneca\u021bi \u00een frici.<\/p>\n \u00cei z\u00e2mbi larg.<\/p>\n \u2014 Eu sunt, Regalius! zise cu lacrimi \u00een ochi. Am sc\u0103pat din Kogaionon!<\/p>\n Mezinul conduc\u0103torului Davei o lu\u0103 \u00een bra\u021be. Mirosea a prim\u0103var\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mira! \u00eei \u0219opti el \u00een p\u0103r. Am crezut c\u0103 nu o s\u0103 te mai rev\u0103d!<\/p>\n \u0218i \u00eei povesti tot. Cum zi dup\u0103 zi \u00eencerca s\u0103 evadeze din groap\u0103, cum adormea doar dup\u0103 ce auzea oasele c\u0103z\u00e2nd, cum mirosul insuportabil o f\u0103cea s\u0103 pre\u021buiasc\u0103 orice adiere de v\u00e2nt din afar\u0103.<\/p>\n Cum pl\u00e2nsese zile \u00een \u0219ir, p\u00e2n\u0103 i-au secat lacrimile.<\/p>\n Cum a salvat-o Zbur\u0103torul.<\/p>\n Regalius \u00eei arunc\u0103 spiritului o privire ciudat\u0103, pe care Mira nu o \u00een\u021belesese. Zbur\u0103torul nu z\u00e2mbi, cum o f\u0103cea mereu, ci r\u0103mase t\u0103cut, \u021bin\u00e2nd str\u00e2ns fr\u00e2iele m\u0103garului.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce m\u0103 bucur c\u0103 ai reu\u0219it s\u0103 scapi! \u00eei zise Regalius, \u00eentorc\u00e2ndu-i spatele spiritului. Trebuie s\u0103 vii neap\u0103rat disear\u0103 la osp\u0103\u021b!<\/p>\n \u2014 Dar\u2026<\/p>\n \u2014 Te rog! Regalius o privi dezam\u0103git. Nu ne-am v\u0103zut de at\u00e2ta timp! Tata \u0219i fra\u021bii mei vor fi bucuro\u0219i s\u0103 te revad\u0103!<\/p>\n Mira z\u00e2mbi.<\/p>\n Era acela\u0219i b\u0103iat care fugea \u00eempreun\u0103 cu ea dup\u0103 bondari.<\/p>\n \u2014 Bine, zise ea, f\u0103c\u00e2nd un pas \u00een spate. Vom fi acolo.<\/p>\n Regalius sur\u00e2se, o str\u00e2nse \u00een bra\u021be \u0219i se gr\u0103bi s\u0103 plece, f\u0103c\u00e2ndu-i cu m\u00e2na de departe.<\/p>\n Era at\u00e2t de fericit\u0103.<\/p>\n Totul revenea la normal.<\/p>\n \u00cen sf\u00e2r\u0219it.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu-mi spune c\u0103 vrei s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2nem aici p\u00e2n\u0103 m\u00e2ine.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul p\u0103rea sup\u0103rat.<\/p>\n \u00cel lu\u0103 de m\u00e2ini.<\/p>\n \u2014 Haide, \u00eei zise Mira, tr\u0103g\u00e2ndu-l dup\u0103 ea. Hai s\u0103-\u021bi ar\u0103t paradisul!<\/p>\n \u00cei ar\u0103t\u0103 tarabele me\u0219te\u0219ugarilor, cu cea\u021ba de m\u0103t\u0103suri \u0219i marea de bijuterii, \u00eel duse pe dungile \u00eenguste de piatr\u0103 ale calendarului, \u00eei ar\u0103t\u0103 turlele de piatr\u0103 ale palatului, pia\u021ba larg\u0103 cu copaci \u00eenflori\u021bi din care briza scotea fulgii prim\u0103verii.<\/p>\n Iar la final, gr\u0103dinile albe.<\/p>\n S-au \u00eentins pe jos, pe \u021b\u0103r\u00e2na \u00eenc\u0103 rece, iar Mira \u00ee\u0219i puse capul \u00een poala Zbur\u0103torului. P\u0103rul \u0219i ochii lui albi p\u0103reau rup\u021bi din coroana \u00eenflorit\u0103 a caisului sub care st\u0103teau.<\/p>\n \u2014 Po\u021bi s\u0103-mi spui acum?<\/p>\n Spiritul se \u00eencrunt\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce anume?<\/p>\n Mira \u00eentinse palmele, prinz\u00e2nd petale de pe umerii lui.<\/p>\n \u2014 De c\u00e2te ori a trebuit s\u0103 \u021bi se fr\u00e2ng\u0103 inima.<\/p>\n El o privi uimit.<\/p>\n Fix.<\/p>\n \u2014 Cine \u021bi-a\u2026, \u00eencepu el, dup\u0103 care r\u00e2se for\u021bat. Ce vrei s\u0103 spui? Sunt Zbur\u0103tor! Seduc femei. Eu nu am inim\u0103. Sunt un spirit, p\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103!<\/p>\n \u2014 Dar ai tr\u0103it o ve\u0219nicie, \u0219i tot o ve\u0219nicie ai \u00een fa\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul evit\u0103 s\u0103 o priveasc\u0103. El \u00eei prinse o bucl\u0103 \u00eentre degete \u0219i o roti pe toate p\u0103r\u021bile \u00een lini\u0219te, p\u00e2n\u0103 reu\u0219i s\u0103-\u0219i adune g\u00e2ndurile.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u00cen p\u0103rul t\u0103u se ascunde toamna, zise el \u00eencet, ridic\u00e2nd ochii spre cer. Nu te mai g\u00e2ndi la triste\u021bile lumii. Ai un F\u0103t Frumos care te a\u0219teapt\u0103 disear\u0103 la osp\u0103\u021b, nu?<\/p>\n \u2014 \u0218i eu a\u0219 ur\u00ee lumea dac\u0103 ar fi trebuit s\u0103 dau o parte din suflet oricui. M\u0103 \u00eentreb ce i-ai zis lui Bendis de te-a \u00eenchis \u00een Kogaionon pentru at\u00e2ta timp.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mira, o pre\u00eent\u00e2mpin\u0103 el.<\/p>\n \u2014 Vreau doar s\u0103 ascult.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul o d\u0103du la o parte, ridic\u00e2nd-o din poala lui<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu ai ce s\u0103 ascul\u021bi. Nu e nimic. Nimic, \u00een\u021belegi?<\/p>\n Briza ridic\u0103 \u00een aer un nor de petale albe, rotindu-le \u00een valuri \u00eempreun\u0103 cu albinile ce roiau dintr-un pom \u00een altul.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu mai conteaz\u0103 oricum\u2026<\/p>\n O \u0219oapt\u0103.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul se ridic\u0103, \u00eendep\u0103rt\u00e2ndu-se cu pa\u0219i repezi de caisul sub care r\u0103m\u0103sese Mira.<\/p>\n Totul c\u0103p\u0103tase un sens.<\/p>\n O iubea.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul o iubea pe zei\u021ba frumuse\u021bii.<\/p>\n Petrecuse c\u00e2teva ore \u00een gr\u0103dina alb\u0103, a\u0219tept\u00e2nd spiritul, dar el nu se mai \u00eentorsese. Deasupra, soarele tindea spre orizont. Mira se ridic\u0103 de sub pom, l\u0103s\u00e2nd acolo grijile lumii. Trebuia s\u0103 ajung\u0103 la palat.<\/p>\n \u00cen Dava, seara aprinsese tor\u021bele de pe ziduri \u0219i pere\u021bii caselor de piatr\u0103. \u00cen umbrele nop\u021bii pomii p\u0103reau umplu\u021bi de z\u0103pezi, \u0219i nu de flori.<\/p>\n Se f\u0103cuse frig.<\/p>\n \u00cen fa\u021ba palatului se auzeau c\u00e2nt\u00e2nd \u00een tact femei \u0219i b\u0103rba\u021bi lipsi\u021bi de griji. \u00cen\u0103untru, lumina \u0219i c\u0103ldura tor\u021belor o f\u0103cu pe Mira s\u0103-\u0219i lase pelerina, c\u0103ut\u00e2ndu-l din priviri pe Regalius. F\u0103t Frumos era \u00eenconjurat de aten\u021bie, cu fete \u0219i b\u0103ie\u021bi de v\u00e2rsta lui sorbindu-i fiecare vorb\u0103. Purta o ie \u00eenflorat\u0103, cu \u00eensemne regale la m\u00e2neci, iar la mijloc avea un br\u00e2u brodat cu grij\u0103, ce \u00eei scoteau \u00een eviden\u021b\u0103 \u00eenaltul titlu.<\/p>\n Ar fi putut r\u0103m\u00e2ne aici. Era prin\u021bes\u0103, deci era cea mai bun\u0103 alegere pentru un F\u0103t Frumos. S-ar fi m\u0103ritat cu el \u0219i ar fi r\u0103mas \u00een Dava pentru totdeauna.<\/p>\n Z\u00e2mbi.<\/p>\n Pentru totdeauna.<\/p>\n Regalius sorbi din cup\u0103 \u0219i d\u0103du cu ochii de ea. Sur\u00e2se.<\/p>\n \u2014 Dragi oaspe\u021bi, spuse el tare, iar lumea se \u00eentoarse cu ochii spre el. Dup\u0103 cum v-am promis, \u00een aceast\u0103 sear\u0103 o s\u0103 v\u0103 ar\u0103t un strigoi!<\/p>\n Mira se \u00eencrunt\u0103.<\/p>\n Regalius se apropie de ea, f\u0103c\u00e2ndu-\u0219i loc prin mul\u021bime, dar se opri la c\u00e2\u021biva pa\u0219i. Z\u00e2mbetul lui deveni sfid\u0103tor, de parc\u0103 se uita la un nenorocit de sclav.<\/p>\n \u2014 Uita\u021bi cine a \u00eendr\u0103znit s\u0103 fug\u0103 din Kogaionon! r\u00e2se el tare. Prin\u021besa Mira, care a fost sortit\u0103 balaurului, a \u00eendr\u0103znit s\u0103 cread\u0103 c\u0103 are dreptul s\u0103 revin\u0103 printre noi!<\/p>\n \u2014 Regalius, ce crezi\u2026<\/p>\n \u2014 Tac\u0103-\u021bi gura, scroaf\u0103 nesuferit\u0103! url\u0103 el cu fa\u021ba distorsionat\u0103 de furie. Cum \u00eendr\u0103zne\u0219ti s\u0103-mi roste\u0219ti numele cu gura aia ponegrit\u0103 de balaur?!<\/p>\n Totul plesni ca o bucat\u0103 de sticl\u0103. Umezeala \u0219i boala se r\u0103sp\u00e2ndi \u00een sal\u0103. Afar\u0103, un tunet asurzitor sparse lini\u0219tea din\u0103untru, iar Mira sim\u021bi \u00een n\u0103ri mirosul de \u0219obolani mor\u021bi.<\/p>\n Lumea \u00eencepu s\u0103 \u0219u\u0219oteasc\u0103, ar\u0103t\u00e2nd la ea cu degetul. Prin\u021besa se uita \u00een jur, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 m\u0103car o privire de comp\u0103timire, dar nu avea de unde. Oamenii, poporul ei, o priveau cu at\u00e2ta sc\u00e2rb\u0103 de parc\u0103 ea \u00eens\u0103\u0219i ar fi fost balaurul.<\/p>\n \u0218i, probabil, a\u0219a ar fi privit-o to\u021bi, pentru totdeauna.<\/p>\n Pentru totdeauna.<\/p>\n Se uit\u0103 la Regalius. T\u00e2n\u0103rul se distra copios arunc\u00e2nd \u00een ea cu blesteme \u0219i \u00eenjur\u0103turi, iar lumea din jur \u00eei sorbea fiecare vorb\u0103.<\/p>\n De c\u00e2nd a fost numit F\u0103t-Frumos, nimic nu a mai fost la fel.<\/p>\n Dac\u0103 el se schimbase at\u00e2t de mult, la ce s-ar fi putut a\u0219tepta de la tat\u0103l ei?<\/p>\n \u2014 Tu m-ai chemat aici! strig\u0103 ea \u00een golul g\u0103l\u0103giei.<\/p>\n Regalius r\u00e2se \u0219i \u00eei v\u0103rs\u0103 tot vinul din cup\u0103 \u00een cap. Pic\u0103turi reci de ro\u0219u i-au l\u0103sat d\u00e2re lungi pe hainele furate de Zbur\u0103tor.<\/p>\n Pic\u0103turi care se transformau sub ochii ei \u00een s\u00e2nge.<\/p>\n Primele haine pe care le purtase dup\u0103 at\u00e2ta timp erau pline de s\u00e2ngele ce i se scurgea din p\u0103r.<\/p>\n Oamenii prinseser\u0103 curaj \u0219i \u00eei urmar\u0103 exemplul lui Regalius, arunc\u00e2nd cu vin \u0219i m\u00e2ncare \u00een amanta balaurului.<\/p>\n \u00ce\u0219i dorea at\u00e2t de mult s\u0103 plece.<\/p>\n Dar dac\u0103 renun\u021ba, umbra trecutului \u00eei va fi mereu \u0219optit\u0103 pe la spate.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu am nici o vin\u0103! strig\u0103 ea, ridic\u00e2nd capul \u0219i ferindu-se de ce se arunca \u00een ea. Vreau doar s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentorc acas\u0103!<\/p>\n Regalius o prinse de guler, ridic\u00e2nd-o de ie p\u00e2n\u0103 o rupse la m\u00e2nec\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Tu, care te-ai culcat cu zmeul, care ar fi trebuit s\u0103 salvezi tot poporul, s\u0103 te \u00eentorci?! zise el cu dezgust. Tu nu vezi c\u0103 nu te vrea nimeni?! \u00centoarce-te de unde ai ie\u0219it \u0219i nu printre noi!<\/p>\n Gloata \u00eei repet\u0103 \u00een cor cuvintele, b\u0103g\u00e2nd-o din ce \u00een ce mai mult \u00een morm\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n Mirosul de carne \u00een putrefac\u021bie deveni insuportabil. \u00cei veni s\u0103 vomite.<\/p>\n Se smuci cu putere din m\u00e2inile lui Regalius \u0219i fugi afar\u0103. \u00cen cap \u00eei r\u0103sunau ecouri ale propriului ei glas iar, \u0219i iar, \u0219i\u2026<\/p>\n \u00cen spate, gloata o urm\u0103rea.<\/p>\n Trebuia s\u0103 se ascund\u0103.<\/p>\n Ploua.<\/p>\n Copacii parc\u0103 se goliser\u0103 de flori, iar Dava – de c\u0103ldur\u0103.<\/p>\n Fugea unde vedea cu ochii, \u021bin\u00e2ndu-\u0219i ia str\u00e2ns\u0103 la piept, unde era rupt\u0103. Lacrimile amestecate \u00een vin \u00eei frigeau obrajii \u0219i \u00eei \u00eence\u021bo\u0219au privirea.<\/p>\n Poate ar fi fost mai bine s\u0103 nu ias\u0103 din groap\u0103 niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n Coti l\u00e2ng\u0103 o tarab\u0103 \u0219i se opri.<\/p>\n O c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103 plin\u0103 cu f\u00e2n \u0219i at\u00e2t – zidul palatului se ridica prea sus ca s\u0103 poat\u0103 fi atins.<\/p>\n Punct mort.<\/p>\n Se ascunse \u00een spatele c\u0103ru\u021bei \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i a\u0219tept\u0103, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd, sf\u00e2r\u0219itul. Gloata p\u0103ru s\u0103 se apropie tot mai mult, c\u00e2nd o figur\u0103 \u00eentunecat\u0103 ap\u0103ru de dup\u0103 col\u021b.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mira?<\/p>\n Se ridic\u0103 \u0219i fugi spre el, arunc\u00e2ndu-se \u00een bra\u021bele calde. Era Zbur\u0103torul.<\/p>\n Spiritul se uit\u0103 \u00een jur dup\u0103 mul\u021bime \u0219i c\u00e2nd se asigur\u0103 c\u0103 nu era nimeni pe aproape, o str\u00e2nse la piept.<\/p>\n \u2014 Oh, Mira\u2026, \u0219opti el, dup\u0103 care \u00eei d\u0103du drumul. Trebuie s\u0103 plec\u0103m p\u00e2n\u0103 n-au \u00eenchis por\u021bile.<\/p>\n \u0218i o trase dup\u0103 el.<\/p>\n Cum f\u0103cuse \u0219i \u00een tunel.<\/p>\n De ce el o salva mereu?<\/p>\n Spiritul \u0219erpuia printre tarabe de parc\u0103 ar fi cunoscut cetatea ca dosul palmei. Gloata roia prin gr\u0103dinile albe \u0219i poarta principal\u0103, iar c\u00e2nd vocea asurzitoare a lui Regalius se auzi \u00een spatele lor, Zbur\u0103torul tres\u0103ri.<\/p>\n Era prima oar\u0103 c\u00e2nd \u00eel vedea speriat.<\/p>\n \u2014 F\u0103t-Frumos nu crede \u00een spirite, \u00eei zise ea Zbur\u0103torului. Crezi c\u0103 po\u021bi s\u0103 faci ceva s\u0103 bagi frica \u00een el?<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul cl\u0103tin\u0103 din cap.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu trebuie s\u0103 afle c\u0103 p\u0103r\u0103sim Dava, altfel ne va urm\u0103ri p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een Sarmizegetusa. Acum c\u0103 tot ora\u0219ul e de partea lui o s\u0103 ne g\u0103seasc\u0103 c\u00e2t ai clipi. Pot doar s\u0103 sar peste zid, dar trebuie s\u0103 ne apropiem de poarta secundar\u0103.<\/p>\n Mira ar\u0103t\u0103 spre turlele palatului, tr\u0103g\u00e2ndu-\u0219i cu putere nasul.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ai putea s\u0103 te \u00eempingi cu picioarele de ele ca s\u0103 te lansezi mai sus.<\/p>\n Spiritul inspir\u0103, hot\u0103r\u00e2t, \u0219i o prinse de talie.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u021aine-te bine.<\/p>\n Briza nop\u021bii \u00eei r\u0103ci obrajii ar\u0219i de sup\u0103rare. Putea din nou s\u0103 zboare, putea s\u0103 inspire aerul curat cu tot pieptul, putea\u2026<\/p>\n Arunc\u0103 o privire spre orizont, de la \u00een\u0103l\u021bime zidului, c\u00e2nd Zbur\u0103torul ajunse \u00een cel mai \u00eenalt punct.<\/p>\n Bolta neagr\u0103 a nop\u021bii se f\u0103r\u00e2ma \u00eencet, bucat\u0103 cu bucat\u0103, de parc\u0103 ar fi ars f\u0103r\u0103 flac\u0103r\u0103. Cenu\u0219a \u00eentunecat\u0103 a cerului c\u0103dea u\u0219or, ca fulgii, distrug\u00e2nd \u00eencet realitatea.<\/p>\n Mira \u00ee\u0219i str\u00e2nse ochii.<\/p>\n \u201d\u00cenc\u0103 pu\u021bin.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201dTe rog.\u201d<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul ateriz\u0103 u\u0219or pe iarba uscat\u0103 de dincolo de zid \u0219i, \u021bin\u00e2nd-o de m\u00e2n\u0103, o lu\u0103 la fug\u0103.<\/p>\n C\u00e2nd Mira nu mai putu s\u0103 alerge, o lu\u0103 \u00een spate.<\/p>\n Ascunz\u00e2ndu-\u0219i fa\u021ba \u00een p\u0103rul alb al spiritului, prin\u021besa dacilor nu putu s\u0103-\u0219i mai opreasc\u0103 lacrimile.<\/p>\n De ce nu putea totul s\u0103 fie bine?<\/p>\n \u00ce\u0219i dorea doar s\u0103 fie fericit\u0103.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul se opri brusc, iar Mira ridic\u0103 privirea – \u00een fa\u021ba lor era o c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103 cu poloboace cu vin. De pe cal \u00eei urm\u0103rea uimit un mo\u0219. Zbur\u0103torul \u00eei \u00eentinse c\u00e2teva monezi de aur \u0219i zise scurt:<\/p>\n \u2014 Sarmizegetusa.<\/p>\n Mo\u0219ul nu avu nimic \u00eempotriv\u0103, cotind spre p\u0103dure, iar spiritul se urc\u0103 \u00eempreun\u0103 cu ea \u00een c\u0103ru\u021b\u0103, str\u00e2ng\u00e2nd-o \u00een bra\u021be.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mira\u2026 Iart\u0103-m\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n Zgomotul copitelor de cal ar fi trebuit s\u0103 o lini\u0219teasc\u0103.<\/p>\n Ar fi trebuit.<\/p>\n \u00cei str\u00e2nse ia \u00een pumni. Din toat\u0103 lumea numai el continua s\u0103 o accepte.<\/p>\n \u2014 De ce m-ai l\u0103sat singur\u0103?! strig\u0103 ea \u00een noapte.<\/p>\n Ecoul trezi c\u00e2teva p\u0103s\u0103ri, care \u00ee\u0219i luaser\u0103 zborul.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul o privi \u00eendurerat. \u00cen \u00eentunericul nop\u021bii ochii lui p\u0103reau negri, iar p\u0103rul – cenu\u0219iu.<\/p>\n \u2014 El e om, iar eu\u2026<\/p>\n \u2014 \u0218i tu ce?!<\/p>\n Copitele calului \u0219i g\u00e2zele p\u0103durii \u00eei f\u0103ceau capul s\u0103 explodeze.<\/p>\n Spiritul \u00eei prinse fa\u021ba \u00een palme.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mira, te rog! zise el \u00eencet \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i lipi fruntea de fruntea ei. Trebuie s\u0103 te \u00eentorci printre muritori!<\/p>\n Da!<\/p>\n Dar s-ar fi putut descurca f\u0103r\u0103 el?<\/p>\n \u00cel voia at\u00e2t de mult, dar inima lui era dat\u0103 altcuiva.<\/p>\n Lacrimile c\u0103deau una c\u00e2te una \u00een poala fustei distruse. Spiritul \u00eencerca s\u0103 i le prind\u0103 cu degetele mari ale palmelor.<\/p>\n Ar fi putut s\u0103 se arunce \u00een acele bra\u021be deschise.<\/p>\n Ar fi putut s\u0103 uite totul.<\/p>\n Dar oare era corect? Avea vreun drept s\u0103-i cear\u0103 acelui spirit s\u0103-i dea o parte din ve\u0219nicia lui?<\/p>\n I-ar fi fr\u00e2nt inima.<\/p>\n Ca toate celelalte femei.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u0218i tu? \u00eei zise \u00eencet. Tu nu contezi?<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul \u00ee\u0219i lipi obrazul de fruntea ei.<\/p>\n \u2014 Oh, Mira\u2026<\/p>\n Adormi \u00een bra\u021bele lui, \u00een timp ce c\u0103ru\u021ba cu poloboace de vin \u00eei ducea tot mai aproape de Sarmizegetusa. Dava r\u0103m\u0103sese mult \u00een spate.<\/p>\n Se trezi cu ochii ro\u0219ii \u0219i umfla\u021bi. Avusese acela\u0219i co\u0219mar cu carne muceg\u0103it\u0103 c\u0103z\u00e2nd de deasupra, de parc\u0103 era iar \u00een Kogaionon. Se gr\u0103bi s\u0103 se ridice din bra\u021bele spiritului \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i privi \u00eembr\u0103c\u0103mintea distrus\u0103.<\/p>\n Nu-i mai tremurau degetele.<\/p>\n Va continua drumul. Dac\u0103 nu era \u00een stare s\u0103 lupte pentru propria via\u021ba, atunci nu mai avea dreptul la ea. Iar moartea nu trebuia s\u0103 fie o op\u021biune.<\/p>\n \u00centins pe toat\u0103 l\u0103\u021bimea c\u0103ru\u021bei, Zbur\u0103torul dormea dus, cu genele albe umbrindu-i obrajii. Soarele \u00eei str\u0103lucea \u00een p\u0103rul alb, iar briza \u00eei ridica pletele \u00een aer.<\/p>\n P\u0103rea at\u00e2t de calm.<\/p>\n P\u0103durea prin care treceau devenea cunoscut\u0103. Printre ramurile negre ale brazilor abia se \u00eentrevedea cerul. \u00cenc\u0103 pu\u021bin.<\/p>\n Dac\u0103 regele nu o s\u0103 o asculte, cum nici Regalius nu a vrut?<\/p>\n Nu. Nu trebuia s\u0103 se g\u00e2ndeasc\u0103 la asta.<\/p>\n \u2014 Frumoas\u0103 zi, nu-i a\u0219a, prin\u021bes\u0103?<\/p>\n Mo\u0219neagul de pe cal p\u0103rea s\u0103 z\u00e2mbeasc\u0103. \u00cenfofolit \u00eentr-o pelerin\u0103 umed\u0103 de rou\u0103, el \u00ee\u0219i tr\u0103sese p\u0103l\u0103ria mult peste cap, ascunz\u00e2ndu-se de razele dimine\u021bii. Mira \u00eel privi uimit\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 M\u0103 cunoa\u0219te\u021bi?<\/p>\n B\u0103tr\u00e2nul r\u00e2se.<\/p>\n \u2014 C\u00e2nd v-am v\u0103zut ieri, am crezut c\u0103 visez! V-a\u021bi \u00eentors at\u00e2t de t\u00e2rziu! A\u021bi reu\u0219it s\u0103 dobor\u00e2\u021bi balaurul?<\/p>\n Mira se \u00eencrunt\u0103.<\/p>\n S\u0103 doboare balaurul?<\/p>\n Deci la asta se referise Regalius?<\/p>\n Bun\u0103 idee.<\/p>\n \u2014 Da! zise ea cu \u00eencredere. Zbur\u0103torul m-a ajutat s\u0103 dobor balaurul din Kogaionon! A durat destul de mult, dar cu vorbele zeilor, am reu\u0219it s\u0103 sc\u0103p\u0103m de pericol!<\/p>\n Dac\u0103 adev\u0103rul nu putea func\u021biona, minciuna era singura ei sc\u0103pare.<\/p>\n Mo\u0219neagul expir\u0103 u\u0219urat.<\/p>\n \u2014 Eram sigur c\u0103 o s\u0103 reu\u0219i\u021bi! Sunte\u021bi prin\u021besa dacilor, p\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103! Am crezut la \u00eenceput c\u0103 regele nostru \u0219i-a pierdut min\u021bile, s\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i trimit\u0103 fata \u00een groapa Kogaionon, singur\u0103! – b\u0103tr\u00e2nul \u021boc\u0103i dezaprobator. – \u0218i a\u021bi reu\u0219it s\u0103 v\u0103 \u00eentoarce\u021bi \u0219i \u00een ziua solsti\u021biului!<\/p>\n Mira se albi la fa\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n Ceva nu era bine.<\/p>\n Socotise zilele dup\u0103 cum c\u0103deau oasele \u00een Kogaionon. Crezuse c\u0103 balaurul m\u00e2nca o dat\u0103 pe zi. \u00cen Dava, \u00een inima mun\u021bilor, prim\u0103vara \u00eencepea t\u00e2rziu, aproape de solsti\u021biu. Cum putuse s\u0103 uite?<\/p>\n Groapa balaurului \u00eei furase nu dou\u0103, ci patru luni.<\/p>\n Co\u0219marul durase mai mult dec\u00e2t credea.<\/p>\n \u2014 Solsti\u021biu? \u00eentreb\u0103 ea \u00eencet.<\/p>\n \u2014 Da! zise mo\u0219ul tare. Cui crezi c\u0103 \u00eei duc at\u00e2ta vin? Se \u021bine mare osp\u0103\u021b!<\/p>\n \u00cei tremurau m\u00e2inile, iar. Zbur\u0103torul, care se trezise de la zgomot, i le acoperi cu palma lui. O privea printre genele albe de care \u00eenc\u0103 nu se desprinse somnul.<\/p>\n Dac\u0103 reu\u0219ea s\u0103 se \u00eentoarc\u0103 printre ai ei, ce s-ar fi f\u0103cut cu el?<\/p>\n \u2014 Ai petale de cire\u0219 \u00een p\u0103r, zise spiritul, prinz\u00e2nd printre degete o bucl\u0103 ro\u0219cat\u0103.<\/p>\n Nu \u0219tia ce s\u0103-i spun\u0103.<\/p>\n Drumul coti brusc, urc\u00e2nd \u00een panta pe care Mira o cuno\u0219tea de mic\u0103. Obi\u0219nuia s\u0103 fug\u0103 cu copiii nobililor printre copacii pe care \u00eei \u0219tiau at\u00e2t de bine, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 ielele. Dac\u0103 le-ar fi g\u0103sit, \u0219i-ar fi dorit s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 un copil pentru totdeauna.<\/p>\n Panta st\u00e2ncoas\u0103, \u00een st\u00e2nga c\u0103reia se ascundea o cascad\u0103 ce izvora din inima muntelui, \u00eencetinea at\u00e2t de mult c\u0103ru\u021ba, c\u0103 Mira \u0219i Zbur\u0103torul au luat-o pe jos, lu\u00e2ndu-\u0219i la revedere de la b\u0103tr\u00e2nul care \u00ee\u0219i m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie mul\u021bumit buzunarul cu monezi de aur.<\/p>\n Nemuritorul c\u0103sc\u0103 zgomotos.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu \u0219tiam c\u0103 spiritele au nevoie de somn, zise Mira \u00eencet.<\/p>\n \u2014 C\u00e2teodat\u0103 \u0219i visele au nevoie s\u0103 se odihneasc\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce?<\/p>\n \u2014 Nimic.<\/p>\n Prin\u021besa ridic\u0103 din umeri \u0219i se ocup\u0103 de ia rupt\u0103, leg\u00e2nd peste um\u0103r partea din fa\u021b\u0103 cu cea din spate. B\u0103nuia c\u0103 ar\u0103ta absolut \u00eengrozitor, cu p\u0103rul ciufulit \u0219i hainele pline de d\u00e2re ro\u0219ii de vin. La unghii \u00eencerca s\u0103 nu se uite.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce ai de g\u00e2nd s\u0103 faci c\u00e2nd o s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n \u00een Sarmizegetusa?<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul evita s\u0103 o priveasc\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 M-a\u0219 \u00eentoarce la Bendis.<\/p>\n Mira sim\u021bi pentru o clip\u0103 cum inima i se opri.<\/p>\n \u2014 Dar te-a \u00eenchis \u00een Kogaionon pentru patruzeci de ani!<\/p>\n Spiritul r\u00e2se.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ar trebui s\u0103-mi cer iertare de la bab\u0103, totu\u0219i, dac\u0103 nu vreau s\u0103 m\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 ea pe mine \u00eentr-un moment nepotrivit.<\/p>\n \u2014 Crezi c\u0103 o s\u0103 te asculte?<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul \u00eei arunc\u0103 o privire p\u0103trunz\u0103toare.<\/p>\n \u2014 Tu crezi c\u0103 tat\u0103l t\u0103u o s\u0103 te asculte?<\/p>\n Mira nu se g\u0103si ce s\u0103-i r\u0103spund\u0103, iar restul drumului trecu \u00een lini\u0219te.<\/p>\n \u00cen cur\u00e2nd, aventura lor va lua sf\u00e2r\u0219it. El se va \u00eentoarce la Bendis, va seduce alte femei, care \u00eei vor fr\u00e2nge ultimele buc\u0103\u021bi din inim\u0103, iar ea, \u00een cel mai bun caz, se va m\u0103rita. Tinere\u021bea urma s\u0103 devin\u0103 o amintire care \u00eei va \u00eenc\u0103lzi sufletul p\u00e2n\u0103 se va \u00eentoarce la Zamolxe.<\/p>\n De dup\u0103 col\u021b r\u0103s\u0103ri dealul cu pere\u021bii de piatr\u0103 a cet\u0103\u021bii. Ei se \u00eentindeau pe tot platoul Sarmizegetusei, ascunz\u00e2ndu-se printre foio\u0219i \u0219i brazi, ap\u0103r\u00e2nd p\u0103m\u00e2ntul sf\u00e2nt de grijile lumii.<\/p>\n Drumul coti \u00eenc\u0103 o dat\u0103, oprindu-se \u00een poarta imens\u0103 de piatr\u0103 cu r\u00e2nduri de o\u0219teni ce zg\u00e2l\u021b\u00e2iau pe oricine voia s\u0103 intre \u00een cetate. Mira \u00eei cuno\u0219tea at\u00e2t de bine c\u0103 abia se ab\u021binuse s\u0103 nu le strige numele.<\/p>\n \u00cel lu\u0103 de m\u00e2n\u0103 pe Zbur\u0103tor.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu m\u0103 l\u0103sa singur\u0103 de data asta.<\/p>\n Spiritul \u00eei str\u00e2nse palma.<\/p>\n \u2014 Niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n \u00ce\u0219i colorase p\u0103rul \u0219i hainele din nou \u00een \u00eencercarea lui de a p\u0103rea un muritor.<\/p>\n Mira le z\u00e2mbi larg o\u0219tenilor, care la \u00eenceput o privir\u0103 cu groaz\u0103, iar apoi mai marele dintre ei strig\u0103 puternic:<\/p>\n \u2014 Prinde\u021bi-o!<\/p>\n \u0218i \u00eenainte s\u0103-\u0219i dea seama ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpla, Mira fu desprins\u0103 de Zbur\u0103tor \u0219i dus\u0103 prin por\u021bi \u00een\u0103untru.<\/p>\n De\u0219i nu o mai \u021binea de m\u00e2n\u0103, prin\u021besa \u0219tia c\u0103 spiritul era mereu l\u00e2ng\u0103 ea.<\/p>\n Totu\u0219i, \u00eei promisese.<\/p>\n Printre capetele mari ale o\u0219tenilor putea vedea cum Sarmizegetusa fu \u00eembr\u0103cat\u0103 \u00een straie de s\u0103rb\u0103toare – de pe pietrele \u00eenalte ale arcurilor \u0219i zidurilor fuseser\u0103 prinse panglici colorate \u0219i coroni\u021be de flori aduse din c\u00e2mp. Petale albe erau \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tiate de v\u00e2nt \u00een toate col\u021burile, umpl\u00e2nd aerul de parfumul Davei.<\/p>\n \u00cei veni s\u0103 vomite.<\/p>\n Calendarul principal, cu statui de conduc\u0103tori \u0219i parii zeilor \u00een jur, avea prinse de el tor\u021be cu fl\u0103c\u0103ri albastre, iar palatul regelui se ridica at\u00e2t de sus, p\u00e2n\u0103 deasupra coroanelor brazilor, c\u0103 str\u0103lucea \u00een b\u0103taia razelor solare.<\/p>\n Oamenii, nobilii pe care \u00eei cuno\u0219tea de mic\u0103 \u0219i sclavii lor, to\u021bi p\u0103reau at\u00e2t de ferici\u021bi \u0219i lipsi\u021bi de griji, \u00eenc\u00e2t Mira se sim\u021bea \u00een plus. Fericirea lor \u00eei era str\u0103in\u0103.<\/p>\n G\u0103l\u0103gia vesel\u0103 se stinse, schimb\u00e2ndu-se \u00een \u0219oapte umplute de frici, c\u00e2nd cei doi prizonieri fur\u0103 arunca\u021bi pe lespezile de piatr\u0103 din fa\u021ba palatului. Mira nu putu s\u0103 nu vad\u0103 \u021bepele pline de s\u00e2nge \u00eenchegat din st\u00e2nga lor, unde sacerdo\u021bii regelui \u00ee\u0219i trimiteau mesagerii.<\/p>\n Din spate, vocile \u00eei repetau numele, transform\u00e2ndu-l \u00eentr-un ecou enervant \u00een capul ei.<\/p>\n C\u00e2nd u\u0219a palatului se deschise, \u00ee\u0219i drese vocea.<\/p>\n Regele nu era de v\u0103zut. Ie\u0219ise Zirax, sacerdotul \u00eentregului popor dac, \u00eembr\u0103cat \u00eentr-o rob\u0103 verde, de s\u0103rb\u0103toare. B\u0103rbatul era du\u0219manul Mirei dintotdeauna – \u00eenalt \u0219i uscat de b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021be, el \u00eei privea sfid\u0103tor \u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 compasiune.<\/p>\n \u2014 Regele nu are timp acum de ei, zise Zirax poruncitor osta\u0219ilor. Arunca\u021bi-i \u00een \u021bepe.<\/p>\n Se enerv\u0103. Cine era el s\u0103 \u00eei decid\u0103 soarta, de fiecare dat\u0103?<\/p>\n \u2014 Sunt prin\u021besa Mira \u0219i cer s\u0103 vorbesc cu tat\u0103l meu!<\/p>\n Zirax nici nu se uit\u0103 la ea.<\/p>\n Trebuia s\u0103 repete p\u00e2n\u0103 ar fi fost auzit\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Sunt prin\u021besa Mira \u0219i\u2026!<\/p>\n \u2014 \u0218i ai adus cu tine un spirit \u00een loc de o victorie. Nu ai reu\u0219it s\u0103 faci nimic folositor pentru acest popor, deci sentin\u021ba ta e sa te \u00eentorci la Zamolxe. Lua\u021bi-i!<\/p>\n Osta\u0219ii s-au apropiat de ei, culeg\u00e2ndu-i de pe jos.<\/p>\n At\u00e2t?<\/p>\n A stat \u00een groapa balaurului timp de patru luni ca s\u0103 fie omor\u00e2t\u0103 la final?<\/p>\n Era at\u00e2t de nedrept!<\/p>\n A\u0219a c\u0103 \u00eencepu s\u0103 strige dup\u0103 tat\u0103l ei. Striga cum \u021bipase \u00een Kogaionon, \u00een primele zile, c\u00e2nd tot ce \u00eei mai r\u0103m\u0103sese erau pere\u021bii de piatr\u0103 \u0219i carnea muceg\u0103it\u0103 de sub picioare.<\/p>\n \u0218i de\u0219i tot poporul ei pl\u00e2ngea la na\u0219teri \u0219i dansa la \u00eenmorm\u00e2nt\u0103ri, tot ce \u00ee\u0219i dorea Mira mai mult era via\u021ba.<\/p>\n Via\u021ba \u0219i dreptatea.<\/p>\n C\u00e2nd osta\u0219ii i-au adus \u00een fa\u021ba \u021bepelor, u\u0219ile palatului se deschiseser\u0103 din nou. Era regele Oroles.<\/p>\n Mic \u0219i slab, el \u00ee\u0219i privea inexpresiv fiica ce urma s\u0103 moar\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Tat\u0103! strig\u0103 ea \u00een disperare. E\u0219ti orb?! \u00ce\u021bi omoar\u0103 propria fiic\u0103!<\/p>\n \u2014 Da\u021bi-le drumul, spuse el \u00eencet.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul se smuci din str\u00e2nsoarea osta\u0219ilor. \u00cen jur, lumea \u00eencepuse s\u0103 se adune – zeci de fe\u021be cunoscute o priveau cu dezgust.<\/p>\n Regele se sprijini de sacerdot, respir\u00e2nd greu. Era bolnav.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ce ai s\u0103-mi spui, Mira?<\/p>\n Prin\u021besa sim\u021bi un nod \u00een g\u00e2t – nu \u0219tia cum s\u0103-i zic\u0103 prin ce a trecut \u0219i c\u00e2t de mult i-a fost dor de cas\u0103. I-ar fi luat o ve\u0219nicie.<\/p>\n Dar pentru asta venise.<\/p>\n \u2014 De ce nu am dreptul s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentorc? De ce sunt amenin\u021bat\u0103 peste tot cu moartea?! Vreau doar s\u0103 fiu din nou vie! zise ea, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd. Uit\u0103-te la tine, e\u0219ti bolnav! Sunt singurul t\u0103u copil! Cine \u00ee\u021bi va mo\u0219teni munca?!<\/p>\n Regele se \u00eencrunt\u0103. Zirax \u00eel prinse mai bine de bra\u021b.<\/p>\n \u2014 Zeii au spus c\u0103 tu o s\u0103 omori balaurul. Ai murit pentru mine \u00een ziua \u00een care am aflat acest lucru. O moarte \u00een schimbul a sute de mii de vie\u021bi, Mira! zise el tare, dup\u0103 care tu\u0219i zgomotos. Iar cel care \u00eemi va mo\u0219teni tronul va fi Regalius. E cel mai talentat F\u0103t-Frumos. E o alegere bun\u0103.<\/p>\n Tat\u0103l ei p\u0103rea s\u0103 se conving\u0103 mai mult pe el dec\u00e2t pe ceilal\u021bi.<\/p>\n Nedreptatea o \u00eenjunghia continuu.<\/p>\n \u2014 Dar sunt vie, sunt aici, nu m\u0103 vezi? spuse ea, iar c\u00e2nd g\u0103si \u00een mul\u021bime b\u0103tr\u00e2nul ce \u00eei aduse la cetate, exclam\u0103 cu toat\u0103 for\u021ba. Am omor\u00e2t balaurul!<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul tres\u0103ri, regele \u0219i sacerdotul m\u0103rir\u0103 ochii de uimire, iar mul\u021bimea amu\u021bi brusc.<\/p>\n Min\u021bise.<\/p>\n Nu avea puterea s\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i conduc\u0103 propria poveste.<\/p>\n Se trezea.<\/p>\n Cerul se \u00eentunec\u0103. V\u00e2ntul rupse panglicile \u0219i florile colorate, stinse tor\u021bele cu foc albastru. Un r\u0103get lung sparse lini\u0219tea profund\u0103 – dinspre Kogaionon ap\u0103ru o umbr\u0103 imens\u0103 ce plana periculos deasupra Sarmizegetusei. Mul\u021bimea \u00eencepu s\u0103 fac\u0103 zgomot – oamenii se \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tiar\u0103, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 se salveze de urgia monstrului din cer.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mincinoaso! strig\u0103 Zirax, ar\u0103t\u00e2nd cu degetul spre ea. Nu meri\u021bi s\u0103 fii printre noi!<\/p>\n Osta\u0219ii o prinser\u0103 de bra\u021be, dar Zbur\u0103torul fu mai rapid – din c\u00e2teva lovituri o eliber\u0103, lu\u00e2nd-o de m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n Mira se uit\u0103 la rege – tat\u0103l ei o privea dezam\u0103git.<\/p>\n Trist.<\/p>\n Totul era un dezastru.<\/p>\n Distruse lumea.<\/p>\n Iar.<\/p>\n V\u00e2ntul se \u00eente\u021bi, lu\u00e2nd cu el acoperi\u0219uri, crengi, pietre \u0219i statui. O rafal\u0103 mai puternic\u0103 transform\u0103 oamenii \u00een cenu\u0219\u0103, \u00eempreun\u0103 cu tat\u0103l ei \u0219i sacerdotul. Zbur\u0103torul o lu\u0103 \u00een bra\u021be \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i lipi obrazul umed de fruntea ei.<\/p>\n \u2014 Iart\u0103-m\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu, Mira, te rog! \u021ai-am promis c\u0103 o s\u0103-\u021bi ar\u0103t fericirea!…<\/p>\n \u00ce\u0219i privi m\u00e2inile – printre cr\u0103p\u0103turile negre ca de c\u0103rbuni se scurgeau d\u00e2re de s\u00e2nge.<\/p>\n Zbur\u0103torul \u00eei lu\u0103 fa\u021ba \u00eentre palme.<\/p>\n Era at\u00e2t de trist.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mi-a\u0219 fi dorit s\u0103 dureze mai mult\u2026<\/p>\n \u2014 \u021ai-am zis, nu m\u0103 po\u021bi salva.<\/p>\n Spiritul o apuc\u0103 str\u00e2ns de umeri. V\u00e2ntul \u00eei lua vocea.<\/p>\n \u2014 Ba da! strig\u0103 el. Mira! Promite-mi c\u0103 o s\u0103 strigi c\u00e2t po\u021bi de tare! Promite-mi c\u0103 o s\u0103 \u021bipi \u0219i o s\u0103 te zba\u021bi \u0219i o s\u0103 faci totul ca s\u0103 fii auzit\u0103! Promite-mi!<\/p>\n C\u0103rbunele urca tot mai mult. Lumea din fa\u021ba ochilor \u00eencepu s\u0103 pluteasc\u0103. \u0218i-ar fi dorit s\u0103 dureze mai mult.<\/p>\n \u2014 Mira! M\u0103 auzi?! Promite-mi!<\/p>\n \u00cei sim\u021bi c\u0103ldura buzelor pe buzele ei reci. De ce pl\u00e2ngea? Oare ea conta at\u00e2t de tare?<\/p>\n \u0218i-ar fi dorit s\u0103 dureze mai mult.<\/p>\n \u2014 \u00ce\u021bi promit.<\/p>\n \u0218i lumea se cufund\u0103 \u00een \u00eentuneric.<\/p>\n O trezi, ca \u00eentotdeauna, zgomotul. De ce toate pove\u0219tile pe care \u0219i le \u00eenchipuia trebuiau s\u0103 se termine cu distrugere? Zbur\u0103torul \u00eei promisese o poveste fericit\u0103 de data asta, dar fusese de at\u00e2ta timp desp\u0103r\u021bit\u0103 de lumea de afar\u0103 c\u0103 nu mai \u0219tia ce era normal.<\/p>\n \u00cen fiecare zi \u00eencerca s\u0103 se lupte cu nebunia, \u00eenchiz\u00e2nd ochii \u0219i imagin\u00e2ndu-\u0219i pove\u0219ti.<\/p>\n Oare asta era ultima?<\/p>\n Zgomotul se \u00eente\u021bea. Era at\u00e2t de neobi\u0219nuit s\u0103 aud\u0103 oameni, \u00eenc\u00e2t \u00eei lu\u0103 ceva timp s\u0103-\u0219i dea seama c\u0103 erau ei.<\/p>\n R\u0103getele ur\u0219ilor lovi\u021bi de suli\u021be o f\u0103cur\u0103 s\u0103 se \u00eencrunte.<\/p>\n Era de nou\u0103sprezece ani \u00een Kogaionon.<\/p>\n Trebuia s\u0103 strige.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" de\u00a0M. K. Lynn Se f\u0103cuser\u0103 dou\u0103 luni de c\u00e2nd tat\u0103l ei a aruncat-o \u00een pe\u0219tera balaurului c\u00e2nd \u00eel g\u0103sise pe Zbur\u0103tor. Urca, pentru a mia oar\u0103, r\u0103nindu-\u0219i m\u00e2inile p\u00e2n\u0103 la s\u00e2nge, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd din nou s\u0103 ias\u0103 din groapa f\u0103r\u0103 fund \u00een care se afla. Cu din\u021bii \u00eencle\u0219ta\u021bi \u0219i fruntea umed\u0103 de chin, prin\u021besa Mira a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1356,15],"tags":[1357,1365,1115],"class_list":["post-12435","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-56","category-proza","tag-egophobia-56","tag-m-k-lynn","tag-proza"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-3ez","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12435","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12435"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12435\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12437,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12435\/revisions\/12437"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12435"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12435"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12435"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}