“No wonder, normal.”
“Where are you working now? Maybe soon I will have to change my profession or place of work; therefore I am looking for suitable guidelines in the business world. I wonder if you have something in mind for me?”
Irina quietly sighed, not giving out an internal struggle.
“I teach at the university. Judging by the fact that you are proficient in several languages, you can also, upon returning to Italy, teach Russian language to young people who want to learn correct speech,” said Irina with a touch of envy.
“Yes, it will be in perspective. I still have a lot to learn myself to become a teacher like you,” Quido agreed, seeking to conquer the world with her beauty, mind and dissertation about women’s prisons. They parted, and Irina remembered that it was necessary to study all questions for the exams so as not to lose face in front of the doctors of sciences in the examination board.
Library
Watchmaker’s Love
A short elderly man with gray, sparse hair, barely covering his forehead, bent over with a magnifying glass in his eye and tweezers in his hands above the clock mechanism, sitting at a table near a high, folding, polished counter, dismantling a regular clock mechanism. Several wall clocks with pendulums and without prim were adorned on the board wall of his workshop, showing different times. And he himself reminded Goodwin from the tale by A. Volkov “The Wizard of the Emerald City”. Something extraordinary, fabulous and fantastic was happening around him. He was the center of the universe, just correcting the passage of time. On his neck he had a thick silver chain with a cross, looking at which, there was a feeling that life could continue indefinitely, and the time on the clock would never stop.
“I can even hypnotize. My view is magical. But I can’t move objects in space. To do this, you need to graduate from the University of Magicians and become the Master, as many of my clients dream of when they bring to repair me their broken watch, table or wall clocks with a cuckoo or heavy weights. They mistreated the subtlest mechanism, and then they did not know where to turn for help,” he complained, not looking up from his work.
A girl with light brown hair standing near the counter, dressed in a colorful nylon orange-black dress, resembling a fairy of dreams, dreamily followed the work of a real wizard capable of changing the world for the better.
“It is good that there are good wizards in our greedy world. I would also like to learn how to create miracles. So much evil is happening around that it is difficult for one to sweep all the garbage out of our galaxy. What is your favorite thing to do: work wonders or repair watches?” she asked, and the whole room lit up with a radiant glow that emanated from her large, expressive, dark green eyes.
“Most of all I love to work. This is my most important business, which not only benefits people, but also restores the natural course of time for those who have lost hope of finding happiness, “replied the watchmaker and at the same time a great wizard named Baer, whose name was on the door of his watch making workshop. “My genus comes from small local peasants. All men grew bread, harvested and led a decent lifestyle.”
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