The door to the room slammed shut behind the white-haired woman. The woman turned and stared at the door. Her slender shoulders made her appear taller than she was. On her dress, strange shapes of various sizes formed colorful piles on the floor. “Acuz,” Mayda whispered, looking excited. The white-haired woman turned quickly, her long skirts waving. There was not the slightest line on her face to indicate that he was having a hard time.She was holding a long pointed staff. Her tomato-colored eyes, which were just starting to mature, looked like they were piercing through. Her eyebrows, which stood like a puddle of white bushes just above her eyes, softened her lofty look a little. Tamir was stuck in her eyes after examining her from head to toe. Almost everyone in this country had dark eyes. Apart from Tamir, his family's eyes were also dark and slanted. With his straw-blond hair and ice-grey eyes, Tamir seemed to be shouting that he was a foreigner in this country. The woman said, "What kind of place is this," and spat on the ground. Her voice was loud for a woman's, filling the room and echoing off the walls. “I ran into a couple of Obur living on that mountain over there. They were almost starving: they looked weak and pale. I told them a place or two where they could find something to eat. They told me I could get here before dark, but even though I set off just before noon, I only got here at midnight. I'm cold to the bone, I need a warm bed. You just stop and look at me. Darkness is starting to rise even here.” She paused for a breath, glanced at everyone in the room one by one, then continued where She had left off. “ I want to warm up in front of the fire and smoke my drink. A glass of hot drink wouldn't be bad either. Of course, you pale skin people don't have such problems; but I'm still alive." The woman was talking about a kind of cigarette peculiar to the weak and a kind of slightly intoxicating drink peculiar to them. Mayda's face was confused.

She felt a sense of amazement mixed with fear before her helplessness. She wanted her to do her job and get out of there as soon as possible. "Excuse me, Acuz lady," said Tamir, "We forgot your needs." He didn't realize he had a silly grin on his face. “ Then why are you still waiting?” the woman shouted. Mayda shifted uncomfortably in her place. Artam was startled by the words of the helpless. Mayda said, “We were expecting you a little later, and as you said, we couldn't think of them because pale skin creatures don't have such needs. Our aim was never to disrespect you.” The Acuz  made his way over to the fireplace and waved his long pointed staff.The fire was burning in the fireplace. “These are old excuses,” She said helplessly. “People like you are by nature thoughtless. These are the last places left for you to live on earth. ” Then her eyes fell on the bow and arrow hanging on the wall. She approached the wall with heavy steps. “So it's still here. I always thought I knew Tonka." There was a vague sadness in his voice. “Tonka has always been into the unknown. In fact, the greater the obscurity, the more he would follow. There was always more to her than holy wizardcraft.Tonka's curiosity finally prepared the end for everyone and everything." said Nesa as she entered the room. Acur stared at him for a long time, then a wide smile appeared on her face. “The Persian beauty, who was once a legendary beauty.

I should have brought daffodils for you. Unfortunately, I could not bring it because it is not the daffodil season. Would you like to stand by me tomorrow and watch me? You will never be like us, Nesa, but maybe you'll learn a thing or two." Artam blinked in surprise.Nesa glared at her, took her place right next to Mayda with a dull expression without a smile and said in an extremely calm tone, "Thank you for this kind offer, Acuz lady. I am quite surprised that you can still show kindness even though you have lived in the mountains for so long. It would be my pleasure to learn from you.” “Ayana,” She said .

They all stared. “My name is Ayana, not weak. She swung the hem of her colorful dress and her voice echoed in the room again. “I was once a holy magician. Now I'm a Acuz just by the name you call me. But we also have a name. My name is Ayana. Even though holy wizard has long since abandoned me, I am just a nickname given to me by you breaths." She swung the hem of her dress one last time and sat down in the armchair by the fireplace. “ Acuz … sorry… Miss Ayana,” said Mayda, still unsure of how to address her. “What's going on in the mountains? Has the rise of darkness spread far? What about the night when the stars will fall? ” “Do I have a Koncolos-like side? ” She grumbled and she took something out of her suit that the weak drink. She  put a grass that grows in the mountains into a wooden device similar to a pipe and began to smoke it with pleasure. “I'm just a Acuz, not a pigeon you get the news.

I don't want to know anything about darkness, colder than starry nights or colder than ice. ” Artam started to say, “ But war,” but Ayana cut him off. “ These wars have brought us nothing but destruction for thousands of years. Neither the holy wizard nor their people have ever been happy. Wars don't interest me, I'm just here to trade between us. “Suddenly, he pointed a finger at Tamir. “You, you, with your tall neck, your gray eyes that are never seen among the pale, you look like a man from a people who once lived in the north, even from the people of Tonka in the north. Vora's lover is Igan. Icebreaker Igan.” Tamir couldn't tell if the woman was making fun of him. The woman turned her gaze to Artam this time. “And you are as big in size as his blood brother, Homar.” Artam gave him a laugh.

“Those old stories,” he simply said. Acur tugged at her skirt. There was a slight mockery in his voice as he said the bloody creature, "The creatures made up from these ancient stories are now in front of me in blood." Tamir decided it would be best for all of them to keep his mouth shut, but Artam had no intention of remaining silent. “Yes, we are  monsters from those legends so you have to be careful too.” Acur drew a puff from his pipe and burst out laughing.

She simply said, "This much anger will hurt you, young boy." Tamir glanced at Nesa out of the corner of his eye: but she had given all her attention to the Acur. Nesa didn't like old tales at all, especially not the story of Tonka's fall. “Old tales,” Ayana said, waving her hand as if she were throwing something away. She reached into her pocket and pulled out three bottles of different colors. Acur again took her wand in her hand and muttered something. The liquids in the bottles moved towards the center of the bottles and began to dance in a circle. Ayana stood up and approached the window and looked up at the sky. “We will finish this work tomorrow night. Then you will keep your word and give me what I want.” No one in the room was making a sound. Ayana got up and walked to the middle of the room. When she let go of the bottles, they continued to spin around themselves, hanging in the air. “The destruction of the Kutsk people and the fall of Tonka” Ayana’s words were left unfinished. The spinning bottles suspended in the air suddenly stopped. He reached over to the feet, picked them up, and put them back in her pocket. Guva had entered the room. Ayana glanced at Guva. Her face and body were motionless, save for putting the bottles in her pocket. Guva approached her and took Ayana's right hand between her two hands, moving it back and forth. When Ayana saw her, she blinked and returned her greeting in the same way. “Welcome to our house, Ms. Acur. Excuse the rudeness of the children, and forgive us if they disrespected you.” “I didn't think they were being disrespectful and just call me Ayana,” he said. Turning to Mayda said, "Leave me alone with our guest and don't forget to prepare a meal for him before that." After the people in the room left, "Guva didn't teach your customs to your pale skinned people," she said reproachfully, "Ayana, don't be sorry for them," and approached the fireplace to warm his hand. Ayana settled back in her seat and took out her pipe-like drink. “Thanks for answering my call and coming.” After removing the fumes with her hand, Ayana said, “Let's see if others will heed our call. "