Gary is feeling sick. He closes his eyes. The speed with which the forest passed before his eyes was tremendous. He didn't remember ever being in that situation. It seemed as if he had entered something huge and was being transported by it.
But even though he didn't remember, something about it wasn't strange. Had he already been in the same situation and didn't remember? He was starting to feel heavy in the head. As if something was getting into his head and imposing its weight.
“Don’t be an idiot.” – Pure says in his mind. – “The witchcraft that that woman puts in your head is starting to disappear.”
“What witchcraft? The maidan would never hurt me. You’re an idiot.”
Pure rolls his eyes. At that moment he was perhaps the only wolf in the world who rolled his eyes.
Pure decides to on
