So... It was a cold January evening and the witch Hecate was once again creating something in her kitchen.
\nHe was hanging out between the stove and the table, ordering something under his nose. She had put her hair in a bun, wrapped around her magic wand, and her beloved cat had been watching her for an hour now, watching her every move, sitting on the cupboard by the stove.<\/p>\n
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Heck stopped. A sudden thought struck her and she hurried to look into her crystal ball. Where had she left it?! \u2013 she scratched where it didn't itch\u2026 Ahhhh, yes. Remember. He picked up the thick cookbook\u2026 or maybe a spellbook. \u201cGod, that was like nothing. I've got to put some order,' thought Huck and continued to look for the crystal ball. He found it under a parchment and looked into it. He saw a blurry image that slowly cleared. Last one. Her mage friend who lived at the edge of the land, where sea and land met in a gentle embrace in summer and were implacable in winter.<\/p>\n
Pacha. He was fed up. One such delicacy seasoned with garlic and vinegar. Heck leaned over. She waved her hand and a pure white linen cloth flew out of the cupboard into which she placed one of the warm loaves she had just baked, a whole bowl of pacha and a bottle of the wine made with so much merac. To all this he added a large dose of good feeling and a big smile. To make her forget, she also put in a large head of garlic that she had grown in her garden. ![\"\"](\"https:\/\/magicart-delta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/cauldron-4564688__340-300x300.webp\")
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- Broom, come on! - said Heck and his new broom got worn out. She tied the bohcha to the broom and said to her:
\n- Take her to Last, who lives at the edge of the country. Broomstick, watch out for vampires and other flying ones.
\n"Flying what?!" the broom wondered.
\n- Well, bats, bugs, airplanes and the like - said Heck and opened the door - and now it's an easy way to get back by morning.
\nThe broom circled the kitchen and went out into the cold winter night.
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\nThe broom had already been flying for an hour, and the sticks began to freeze from the cold, when he felt that he was not flying alone. She looked around and saw the large shadow following her. The broom took off and flew faster, but the thing caught up with it.<\/p>\n
- Good evening, beautiful! \u2013 a thick voice, soft as dark velvet, that could melt any woman's heart and set fire to the handle of any self-respecting broom.
\n- Where did you go, Broom? \u2013 smiled the vampire with the most charming possible smile he was capable of.
\n"At Last at the End of the Country," said the broom, melted by the vampire's smile.
\n"What are you wearing, dear?" \u2013 the vampire had smelled the aroma of the warm pacha.
\n- Well pacha, warm bread and a bottle of wine - it is explained as an absolute muffin.
\n\u2013 Ahhh, can I see? \u2013 said the vampire, drool already running down his beard.
\nHe reached for the broom, and the broom made a sharp turn, parrying the vampire's advances.
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\nShortly after the broom flew out of the kitchen, Huck had a second vision. Pebs and Del were sitting around the hearth in Del's kitchen, creating something.
\n"If only we had a glass of Heck's wine," Pebs had said. "It would do us good." Don't you mean Dell?
\n\u2013 Wine, wine, one such red. Wait until I tell her - Del said and concentrated.<\/p>\n
Heck and Del were using telepathy because they were free to talk and she sent her message. Heck got the message and smiled. She sharpened another bottle and called her old broom that was time tested and she was sure the broom wouldn't mess up the address and would be careful while carrying the precious cargo.<\/p>\n
\u201cTake this to Del dear, she lives at the edge of the country, a little north of Last. Please, honey, catch up with your sister and make sure you don't get caught by that vegetarian vampire so I don't have to file his teeth! Hek gave the last instructions and opened the door.<\/p>\n
The broom rose gracefully from the ground and slipped down the chimney. Heck shivered. The desolate and old broom loved to fly up the chimney. Huck closed the door and continued to fuss in the kitchen.
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\nThe old broom made a circle around the roof and rushed to catch up with her sister. The night was clear and frosty and not at all suitable for flying, but this was a fighter broom and a cold wouldn't scare her. It wasn't long before the old broom caught up with the new one, and just in time. He caught sight of his sister just as she was making another attempt to get rid of the vampire's attempts to steal the bag with the patch. The old broom leveled up with the vampire and coughed.<\/p>\n
The vampire turned sharply, he had been so caught up in chasing the patch that he hadn't noticed the presence of the second broom. "Oooh, I guess I'll be doing a triple at dawn..." he thought and grinned as he instantly noticed the second bundle. And just as he had opened his mouth to say something to the newcomer, a mist appeared out of nowhere.<\/p>\n
-Hello, vampire! Leave my brooms alone or I'll tell Comrade Whirlwind to light your oil. You know what happened to the Karaconjule enthusiasts, RIGHT???? \u2013 the voice of the witch Heck thundered in the darkness. - Are there no bars for you or whatever you vampires have, so you're messing with my brooms?! Let them go on their way or I'll tell Stormrav.<\/p>\n
The vampire shuddered and hit the brakes. It smelled like burnt wings, and because the night was cold, it needed a lot more stopping distance. A long trail of cigarette smoke formed in the sky, and it seemed that on such a night, people hurried to their warm homes and did not look at the sky, so they did not see the unfolding drama.<\/p>\n
Just at the thought of the dreaded Ceci Windrunner, riding her broomstick and pointing a cursed cocktail straw with which she had sucked the life force out of more than one vampire, our friend sighed deeply and gazed with great regret at the departing broomsticks.
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Thus the two brooms were saved and reached their destinations. The latter was very pleased and enjoyed the warm pacha, and the two cuties Del and Pebs drank wine by the fire and talked sweetly. Heck, don't forget Ceci the Windrunner. She had also teleported a jug of wine and a bowl of patcho and written her a long letter telling her exactly how she had taken advantage of her fearsome image as a destroyer of magical creatures. Before going to bed, Huck also sent a cup of tea to the lovely Lilith, the witch of the south. Mint tea with a spoonful of lavender honey. The cup was magical and would keep the aroma and warmth of the tea well into the morning.
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Heck was pleased. He laid down under the quilt and went to dreamland. Not long after, a chick Mrtska joined her and followed her on this journey. And what happened to the vampire? He got sour, his mood went bad and he went to some pub. I ordered a jug of blood. Naturally. Cabernet Sauvignon blood group, with 2013 ID number. and made a gift of madan by threatening to take revenge for the much-desired pacha.<\/p>\n
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