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The glade and the house looked exactly as it seemed to Arman from Vlad's story. Silence hung over the clearing in the forest, and it was not much brighter here than under the canopy of leaves. The clouds completely covered the sky, and a small, nasty rain sowed from above, climbing with cold fingers behind the scruff of the neck. Therefore, the Frenchman did not see the notorious grass silvering in the moonlight and the wolf luminary itself.

The hut is old, rickety... If it were not for the reflection of the fire in the small window, it would seem like a long abandoned wreck. Considering that this was the first example of local architecture seen by Arman, there was no favorable impression of the world. “Does everyone here live like this? Or is it only those who hobnob with animals? For greater unity with nature, so to speak ... "

The werewolf guide left them at the edge of the tree line, without stepping into the open space, disappeared, as if dissolving into the darkness, silently, l