Chapter 2 Common heroism The river front was just a bumpy road, which led by the fences and houses along the shore to the docks. The water was high, and it rushed down its course in rough, muddy flows, carrying with it all kinds of spring trash. There were not many people, the river roared, and Dina felt with excitement the strength of its current. She picked up a little chip of wood and threw it into one of the dark whirlpools. The poor chip disappeared in the mighty flows of the river. “The horror,” noted Dina, not letting her eyes off the spot where it went away. “The current…

Chapter 8 The Power of a Song Orlina had just finished her classes and walked outside, squinting in the sun. She cheerfully greeted her brother and friends and froze, because behind them stood Larenon, tall and strong. “What’re you doing here? I thought, I saw you being kicked out of here first thing in the morning,” said Orlina in a strict voice. “I wanted to see someone, so needed to return,” answered Larenon in a rather calm tone. Now he surely did not look as impudent as last time in the classroom. “Whom?” asked Orlina. “Nicklis,” explained Larenon. “But I would not like to talk to him here, only outside…