A pitiful whine is heard nearby. They turn around and see an emaciated, emaciated dirty dog. The wolfhound runs up to the girl, wagging his tail, and licks her face and hands.

- He's back! she shouts happily to Ilyas, “Fang is back!”

And the man feels warmth spreading through his body. He smiles at her joy. Then he starts chopping wood.

And somewhere in my head the words of an old friend suddenly appear ...

- To Ivin, home, do you want to return?

- Yes. Will it work soon?

- Never.

– Will I die?

Don't hope so soon. But in Lies you will finally find peace of...