Margarita Rogova

Once, on a quiet dark night, when I could not sleep, my grandmother read to me my favorite fairy tale:

- Once upon a time there was a little girl in the world. Mother loved her without memory, and grandmother even more. For her granddaughter's birthday, her grandmother gave her a red cap. Since then, the girl went everywhere in it. The neighbors said so about her: “Here is Little Red Riding Hood!”

Usually, at that moment, I fell silent under the covers and, listening to my grandmother's calm voice, calmed down. All fears receded, and it seemed to me that no one in the world could be happier than me.

I loved this tale more than anyone else, and the girl about whom I was talking admired and considered her the most brave. Set off through a dense forest, full of ferocious werewolves and unknown magic, to face dangers. Do not be afraid of magical animals that come across in the way. And, having come to grandmother, to keep his wolf magical poweruntil control specialists come to watch over the order. This is courage!

Meanwhile, while I was thinking and dreaming, my grandmother somehow imperceptibly approached the very end of the tale.

“And this, in order to eat you soon, my child!” - the werewolf with red eyes replied, which clearly betrayed him as a madman, and before Little Red Riding Hood gasped, the beast rushed at her.

Having created a magic leash, the girl threw it at the wolf, making a binding to the house. The insane creature howled and jerked, but could do nothing.

Fortunately, it was at this moment that the grandmother returned home and called in control in order to surrender to him the unfortunate person, whom it seemed impossible to help.

As soon as the fairy tale ended, I could not stand it and asked:

“Grandma, can I meet such a werewolf on the street?”

- Margo, purely theoretically, this is always possible. But you must understand that this is a fairy tale of bygone days and now all vaccinated for young werewolves. But even if anyone avoids this procedure, the chance of insanity is very small.

- But the boy in the kindergarten is clearly not in himself. He bit my bed yesterday!

Grandma laughed.

“He must have changed his teeth for the second time, and new fangs erupted.” So he could not restrain himself. Now sleep. It’s morning soon, and you’ve taken it easy.

Having kissed my forehead, my grandmother turned off the light and went out, and for a long time I lay and thought about what she told me and the fairy tale itself.

The only thing I didn’t understand in it was why did they give the little girl a red hat? It is strange that she generally liked her. Now, if I could choose, I would not want a hat, but shoes. Yes, red shoes would be just right!

Two years later

I lay in bed and again could not sleep. My grandmother went to some kind of ... Sammy ... in general, something of magic, and now we are visiting her, but the hostess herself is not. It's a pity…

Suddenly, a noise was heard. Turning my head, but still not understanding where the sounds were coming from, I listened. Silence ... Really was heard? No, here again some rustle!

Fearing desperately, I shod my red shoes, slowly walked down the porch and began to make my way into the courtyard to see what was happening there. But it was dark around and, despite the full moon, nothing was visible.

After waiting a bit, I decided that I was going home, otherwise, if my parents woke up unexpectedly, I would be hit. But as soon as I made this decision, a plaintive maw was heard on the side of the barn.

Turning around the corner, I saw a werewolf. Little panther. Of course, the beast was not quite a baby, but in human form it is not older than me.

Having looked closely, I saw that a cat has a hand instead of a paw, which means this is the first treatment. Very very bad. If the panther does not take on a human form, when the first rays of the sun touch the earth, it will remain a cripple forever.

All this is strange: my grandmother said that at such moments werewolves very carefully monitor their offspring. And I was strictly warned not to approach the half-turned beast. An outsider can be bullied, because at that time only animal instincts possess it.

But I felt sorry for the little panther, and I began to sneak up quietly, saying:

- Hello! Don’t be scared of me, I won’t harm you ...

But in response, she heard a hiss, and the creature hid in the corner between the fence and the barn.

After squatting beside him and looking closely, I realized: the cat is on its last legs. Apparently, the struggle with one’s own nature has greatly depleted its strength.

Remembering the spell that my grandmother taught me, I extended my hand forward and directed a light flow of life towards the werewolf. Part of the energy dissipated along the way, but by the start of the little body, it became clear that something had reached the destination.

After that, I began to slowly approach, but there was no more indignation. So my hand touched the skin and gently stroked it. Then, creating a thin stream of energy, I fed the cat again, without stopping stroking.

Gradually, the beast came to his senses and, stopping trembling, relaxed.

- Well. You got better. - And after a pause, I hesitantly added: - Let's help with the treatment.

Eyes looked incredulous at me, in which fear and hope flickered.

- Don’t be afraid. Anyway, if you do not throw before dawn, you will forever remain so. And at best, you will fall under the control of control.

The panther shook again. And no wonder. A similar case, which I’m now observing, is very rare, and yet even at my age I knew how this could threaten. As the grandmother said, our world is cruel, and especially with those who can not cope with their nature or magic.

Without waiting for an answer, I reached out and raised a werewolf. The cat tensed, but did not react. And I almost lost my burden: it was so heavy.

Somehow I pulled the panther into the barn, I brought it to the log, which is inclined to the second floor, and said:

They looked at me puzzled.

- Do you really want to turn around on the street?

After my question, the little panther hardly climbed up the log, and I - up the stairs. And on the second floor of the barn, in the manger, we were at about the same time. Sitting on a soft bed, I put my hand on my paw and said:

“Now it's up to you.” You are taught this, unlike me. And I will secure energy, if that.

Looking at me with fear, the panther began to appeal, and I, tying the strands of magic to her, felt how energy was pulled out of me in jerks. This beast does not need to be here now, but on the totemic site of the clan, where the energy of their kind is collected.

Despite the torment experienced by the werewolf, with the help of my nourishment, he managed to regain his former appearance. Although not immediately. And when the rays of the sun touched the earth, lay next to me ... girl!

I sat in my room and sulked at my parents. Finding me in the morning in the wrong company, they were terribly angry and scolded, and mine new girlfriend at this time, having no problem spreading, she disappeared into the thicket.

Yes, we made friends! Waking up, this miracle was called Valey, said that she was my debtor, and bit me, apparently, wanted to tag me. Howling with pain, I almost cried.

In general, despite this incident, we normally chatted and made friends, although usually with peers I could not find a common language so quickly. Maybe the problem was my isolation. Valya was outwardly about the same age as me, and I did not believe that she was thirty-six years old.

But only we agreed on where we will meet and play secretly, as mom and dad arrived. At first they did not understand anything, and then, frightened, they shouted so much that they seemed to be out of their minds.

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Once upon a quiet dark night Natalya Kosukhina

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Title: Once upon a quiet dark night

About the book “Once Upon a Quiet, Dark Night” Natalya Kosukhina

Once upon a time there was a witch Margot, who loved red shoes, and was also the heroine of the novel Once Upon a Quiet, Dark Night, written by Natalia Kosukhina. The witch was not easy, because she was also a criminalist. Well, you understand, the plot will be detective.

The heroine of the novel “Once on a Quiet, Dark Night” has friends with whom she periodically communicates. And, of course, there is an enemy, the hostility with which is mutual. By chance, this enemy is a werewolf.

But it’s not so simple, because gradually in the novel “Once Upon a Quiet Dark Night”, a romantic appears in parallel to the detective thread, smoothly turning into a love one. Moreover, the more romance, the less detective.

Natalya Kosukhina managed to famously twist the plot that the reader eagerly and, not looking up, is looking for a denouement. The author managed to mix the real world with the fantastic, people with creatures endowed with unusual characteristics. All this fuss eventually turns into a funny and exciting story with a detective and romantic bias. Purebred fiction for girls, without any silly impurities there.

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They say life is like a zebra. Black strip, white, black, white, and then the tail and full ...

Natalya Kosukhina

ONCE A QUIET DARK NIGHT

Margarita Rogova

Once, on a quiet dark night, when I could not sleep, my grandmother read to me my favorite fairy tale:

Once upon a time there was a little girl in the world. Mother loved her without memory, and grandmother even more. For her granddaughter's birthday, her grandmother gave her a red cap. Since then, the girl went everywhere in it. The neighbors said so about her: “Here is Little Red Riding Hood!”

Usually, at that moment, I fell silent under the covers and, listening to my grandmother's calm voice, calmed down. All fears receded, and it seemed to me that no one in the world could be happier than me.

I loved this tale more than anyone else, and the girl about whom I was talking admired and considered her the most brave. Set off through a dense forest, full of ferocious werewolves and unknown magic, to face dangers. Do not be afraid of magical animals that come across in the way. And, having come to grandmother, hold the wolf with his magical power, until control experts come to watch who keep order. This is courage!

Meanwhile, while I was thinking and dreaming, my grandmother somehow imperceptibly approached the very end of the tale.

And this, in order to eat you soon, my child! - the werewolf with red eyes replied, which clearly betrayed him as a madman, and before Little Red Riding Hood gasped, the beast rushed at her.

Having created a magic leash, the girl threw it at the wolf, making a binding to the house. The insane creature howled and jerked, but could do nothing.

Fortunately, it was at this moment that the grandmother returned home and called in control in order to surrender to him the unfortunate person, whom it seemed impossible to help.

As soon as the fairy tale ended, I could not stand it and asked:

Grandma, can I meet such a werewolf on the street?

Margot, purely theoretically, this is always possible. But you must understand that this is a fairy tale of bygone days and now vaccines are being given to all young werewolves. But even if anyone avoids this procedure, the chance of insanity is very small.

But the boy in the kindergarten is clearly not in himself. He bit my bed yesterday!

Grandma laughed.

His teeth must have changed for the second time, and new fangs erupted. So he could not restrain himself. Now sleep. It’s morning soon, and you’ve taken it easy.

Having kissed my forehead, my grandmother turned off the light and went out, and for a long time I lay and thought about what she told me and the fairy tale itself.

The only thing I didn’t understand in it was why did they give the little girl a red hat? It is strange that she generally liked her. Now, if I could choose, I would not want a hat, but shoes. Yes, red shoes would be just right!

Two years later

I lay in bed and again could not sleep. My grandmother went to some kind of ... Sammy ... in general, something of magic, and now we are visiting her, but the hostess herself is not. It's a pity…

Suddenly, a noise was heard. Turning my head, but still not understanding where the sounds were coming from, I listened. Silence ... Really was heard? No, here again some rustle!

Fearing desperately, I shod my red shoes, slowly walked down the porch and began to make my way into the courtyard to see what was happening there. But it was dark around and, despite the full moon, nothing was visible.

After waiting a bit, I decided that I was going home, otherwise, if my parents woke up unexpectedly, I would be hit. But as soon as I made this decision, a plaintive maw was heard on the side of the barn.

Turning around the corner, I saw a werewolf. Little panther. Of course, the beast was not quite a baby, but in human form it is not older than me.

Having looked closely, I saw that a cat has a hand instead of a paw, which means this is the first treatment. Very very bad. If the panther does not take on a human form, when the first rays of the sun touch the earth, it will remain a cripple forever.

All this is strange: my grandmother said that at such moments werewolves very carefully monitor their offspring. And I was strictly warned not to approach the half-turned beast. An outsider can be bullied, because at that time only animal instincts possess it.

But I felt sorry for the little panther, and I began to sneak up quietly, saying:

Hello! Don’t be scared of me, I won’t harm you ...

But in response, she heard a hiss, and the creature hid in the corner between the fence and the barn.

After squatting beside him and looking closely, I realized: the cat is on its last legs. Apparently, the struggle with one’s own nature has greatly depleted its strength.

Remembering the spell that my grandmother taught me, I extended my hand forward and directed a light flow of life towards the werewolf. Part of the energy dissipated along the way, but by the start of the little body, it became clear that something had reached the destination.

After that, I began to slowly approach, but there was no more indignation. So my hand touched the skin and gently stroked it. Then, creating a thin stream of energy, I fed the cat again, without stopping stroking.

Gradually, the beast came to his senses and, stopping trembling, relaxed.

Well. You got better. - And after a pause, I hesitantly added: - Let's help with the treatment.

Eyes looked incredulous at me, in which fear and hope flickered.

Don’t be afraid. Anyway, if you do not throw before dawn, you will forever remain so. And at best, you will fall under the control of control.

The panther shook again. And no wonder. A similar case, which I’m now observing, is very rare, and yet even at my age I knew how this could threaten. As the grandmother said, our world is cruel, and especially with those who can not cope with their nature or magic.

Without waiting for an answer, I reached out and raised a werewolf. The cat tensed, but did not react. And I almost lost my burden: it was so heavy.

Somehow I pulled the panther into the barn, I brought it to the log, which is inclined to the second floor, and said:

They looked at me puzzled.

Do you really want to turn around on the street?

After my question, the little panther hardly climbed up the log, and I - up the stairs. And on the second floor of the barn, in the manger, we were at about the same time. Sitting on a soft bed, I put my hand on my paw and said:

And now it's up to you. You are taught this, unlike me. And I will secure energy, if that.

Looking at me with fear, the panther began to appeal, and I, tying the strands of magic to her, felt how energy was pulled out of me in jerks. This beast does not need to be here now, but on the totemic site of the clan, where the energy of their kind is collected.

Despite the torment experienced by the werewolf, with the help of my nourishment, he managed to regain his former appearance. Although not immediately. And when the rays of the sun touched the earth, lay next to me ... girl!

I sat in my room and sulked at my parents. Finding me in the morning in the wrong company, they were terribly angry and scolded, and my new friend at that time, having no problem spreading, disappeared into the thicket.

Yes, we made friends! Waking up, this miracle was called Valey, said that she was my debtor, and bit me, apparently, wanted to tag me. Howling with pain, I almost cried.

In general, despite this incident, we normally chatted and made friends, although usually with peers I could not find a common language so quickly. Maybe the problem was my isolation. Valya was outwardly about the same age as me, and I did not believe that she was thirty-six years old.

But only we agreed on where we will meet and play secretly, as mom and dad arrived. At first they did not understand anything, and then, frightened, they shouted so much that they seemed to be out of their minds.

And now I'm sitting under house arrest and sad. Parents urgently called their grandmother, who came excited and excited. After which they conferred for a long time about something in the kitchen. But I didn’t understand what happened ...

After that memorable incident, my life changed and oddities and adventures began. They could not keep me at home for a long time, and soon I began to go out and run around everywhere. And especially often went to the forest, where my girlfriend and I played, idly spending time.

For me it was just an outlet, because my parents and grandmother decided for no reason to take up my education and preparation for the school, which was five months away. And I really didn’t want to go there. It's like working!

But this could not continue for a long time, and after two months of our secret friendship, in a hurry to meet with Valya, I suddenly encountered a tiger in the forest, ready to jump at me from the bushes.