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 ,2026

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ISBN978-5-0068-9410-5

     Ridero







The streets were quiet inthe early morning, but the smell ofsmoke and burnt wood lingered intheair.

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He walked slowly, his coat wrapped tightly around him, as if tohold inboth warmth and fear.

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The town seemed asleep, yet there was atension, like the air before astorm.

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Inthe distance, adog barked once, sharply, then silence returned.

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He remembered the name they whispered at night: Gedali.

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No one knew exactly who he was, but everyone feared the stories that followedhim.

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He stopped near the square, where the market usually bustled with life, now empty and gray.

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Afew shutters rattled inthe wind, sounding like distant voices.

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His footsteps echoed, and he wondered if anyone was watching, hidden behind the walls.

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Suddenly, aman appeared from the shadows, thin and tall, his eyes sharp as knives.

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He nodded at him, abrief acknowledgment, then disappeared as quickly as he had come.

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The air grew colder, and the man shivered, pulling his coat tighter.

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He reached the edge ofthe river, where the water moved silently, reflecting the pale light ofdawn.

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He thought ofGedali again, wondering why the name stirred such unease.

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Aboat floated near the shore, empty but ready, as if waiting for someone.

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He stepped closer, peering into the shadows beneath the trees.

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Nothing moved, yet he felt eyes upon him, unseen but present.

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He remembered the stories ofthe past, offamilies torn apart and silent houses.

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Children had vanished, men had disappeared, and whispers filled the empty streets.

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He shivered, sensing the weight ofmemory pressing down onhim.

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The wind carried the faint sound offootsteps, quick and light, coming closer.

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He turned suddenly, seeing nothing but the gray outlines ofbuildings.

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Avoice whispered behind him, low and urgent, speaking words he almost recognized.

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Gedali, the voice seemed tosay, and the fear returned stronger than before.

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He moved quickly, following the path that led deeper into the town.

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Houses leaned close together, their windows dark, hiding stories ofsorrow.

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He remembered asmall alley where children used toplay, now empty and cold.

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Acat crossed his path silently, pausing tolook at him with green eyes.

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He followed the alley, heart pounding, senses alert toevery sound.

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At the end ofthe alley, asmall door stood half-open, revealing afaint glow inside.

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He stepped inside cautiously, the floor creaking under his weight.

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The room was empty, except for atable with asingle candle, flickering.

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Shadows danced on the walls, creating shapes that seemed almost alive.

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He felt apresence behind him, and turned quickly, but nothing was there.

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The candlelight reflected inasmall mirror, showing his own anxious face.

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He heard asoft creak, like achair moving, and froze inplace.

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The stories ofGedali filled his mind, stories ofdarkness and sudden disappearance.

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He wanted toleave, but the door had closed silently behindhim.

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Achill ran through his body, and he felt trapped inthe quiet room.

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He looked around, searching for any sign oflife, but only shadows greetedhim.

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The candle flickered again, and he saw afigure inthe corner, tall and thin.

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The figure did not move, but the air around it seemed tohum with tension.

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He stepped back, heart racing, and felt the floor tilt beneathhim.

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The shadows grew longer, merging into one dark mass that filled the room.

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He wanted toscream, but no sound came out, only the echo ofhis own fear.

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The candle went out suddenly, plunging him into darkness.

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He felt his way tothe door, finding it open now, leading toanarrow stairway.

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He climbed carefully, each step creaking under his weight.

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At the top, asmall window showed the first light ofdawn.

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He leaned out, feeling the cold wind on his face, and breathed deeply.

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Below, the town remained silent, as if holding its breath.

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He thought ofGedali once more, wondering if the figure would follow him forever.

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The streets slowly filled with light, and he stepped back from the window, heart still pounding.

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The story ofGedali remained inhis mind, ashadow that would not vanish.

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The sun was high over the steppe, burning the dry grass and casting long shadows across the fields.




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