Road
music by Ironman
(C) Sagittarius
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"ENG-zhih! - Swept past the steel monster who viciously
shining polished sides in the sun. Vel nervously recoiled back.
"Bad start!" - Gently tapped
Kills intuition. He wiped sweat from his face and
bitterly thought that he still
have to do it. Receiver in the ear whistled and suddenly said
:"... the last two weeks were shot down on the highway another
sixty machineless, resulting in which were damaged another
forty cars. The city administration issued a decree on the
organization of a special commission to deal with this
unfortunate stain on the fragrant face our city. "Vel smiled.
He certainly did not know that the Highway every day gets to
sacrifice a few man! In its quarter was the view that
their sacrifice wheel to Highway did not kill themselves. But
despite all these deaths, each machineless
day out on the road, otherwise known as Highway, and died. Died
like lemmings. They had a target on the other side of the road.
The old men told us that one who goes Highway, he becomes
wheel. "Fairy Tales!" - Grunted while
all adult men and Vel grunted worse than others. While acid
rain is not destroyed his house. And his family did not perish
under the walls. While the elders have decided not to cast him
as a useless cripple. Because that inhaling acid fumes more
never ran.
He again wiped off the face of biting, pulling together
the skin in a plaster mask, sweat. Inhaled, exhaled, and ...
stepped off the sidewalk. Straining acid corroded the lungs, he
strode forward. Vel was on the "island of safety" and tried not
to think about how he would cross the strip, where the motion
faster. When he raised his head and looked ahead, the sun did
not come to him in the brain fire ax. "Well?" Are you afraid? "
- It seemed to him in this. He took a step. Shoes it seemed to
stick to the surface. Vel stood staring at the approaching
wheel and thought: "I will be so!". "I'll kill you-yu!" -
Boomed wheel. Tetanus is stopped and Vel hurried to the next
"island". Five bands later, fear, locked up, as in
reservoir began to leak. "I
do not do this! They would crush me! "-
frantically yelled mind, looking at the racing wheel. "Look,
man. Maybe you prefer to die of hunger? -
wryly remarked common sense. Vel
turned. His knees buckled and
he fell only because not up to
then. His eyes reflected the river wheel. They did not leave
nothing alive after themselves. Although, nothing alive on the
track long gone. The sun seemed to work together with the
wheel. In the flooding of the whole sensed ultraviolet apparent
desire to bring this thing 'everyone and everything " to the
boiling point. Brainpan Velya long ago reminded him of the pan,
but now he came up with the more correct analogy is: a simple
teapot with a spout, arm and the brain.
Receiver again spoke, this time
solemn tone: "At this moment thousands
wheel move on the railroad to the east! Machineless in a panic,
they flee! ". Brains finally began to boil and cover, not
endure them raging head, opened: "Dying of starvation in front
of these? ". remnants of the former pride raced in it. He
approached the edge, and dashed forward. Of course, he did not
flee, but was not far from it. Jumping on the curb, he neck
felt a slight breeze. A then the air, almost roasted to a
crisp, blew the siren. This is a wheelwright in a rage yelling
about his failure. "Silly wheelwright! Time of my death only
knows me!" - Smiled Vel. All coming difficulties have sunk into
oblivion. He could cross the motorway by one step!
Vel raised his leg and took this step. When
thought was a normal course, he was lying
on the ground face down. After the excess of gray matter
spilled out, again he was afraid of: "Why should I stand? Crawl
- nothing worse! even nicer.". The next band was empty. AND
next ... Vel crawled for seven bands per second
waiting for a wild roar of the wheel, when the memory
resurfaced one of the replicas of his only companion - the
receiver. "At this moment, thousands of us move on to the
Turnpike East! "." What does this mean? Is
All rims are really in
one band? ". He crawled faster, first seeing anything in front,
at least some perspective. ... Another band ... And more ...
When his hands glued to the curb, he
did not realize what it means. He just
surprised to not find ourselves a new
band. Only grass and three-storey building
two hundred meters. The last effort to climb up on the curb, he
buried his face in land. "What a blessing - just
lie on the ground! Is in a hurry,
lie down and inhale the fragrant smell. Regardless of any
progress, Mother Earth is always ready to embrace the prodigal
sons. Air there was not colder than on the highway,
but it had a smell of Liberty, Life and Happiness.
And Vel breathing rapidly and intermittently, not in
can inhale them ...
Finally, he got up and went to the building. When he
approached the great door, they swung open and out of the left
wheel. He growling, but it was not threatening, but a welcome
sound. Vel smiled and went inside ...
"These machineless should kill
at least for the fact that they will never understand
what the real speed! They do not understand that range of
feelings that arises when the powerful motor drives the agile
body forward. Do not understand the poetry of the moment when
the candle slips spark igniting
another batch of fuel. They are doomed
life poking around in the dust! ". With these
Vel thoughts fit into the regular rotation. He ride a little
more and went to the garage, where he waited for his new
friends. Each wheel has reported for a meal on the number of
downed them machineless. Today on points ahead again wheeled
out on behalf of the IRT. He lived next to Velem and after
eating together they drove home. Cassette suddenly familiar
zasviristela and said: "Today, as a result of the next
collective hike wheel were destroyed ten machineless ... "
- IRT, you do not know who conducts the transfer of
Highway? - Asked Vel.
- I asked the elderly, but they do not know.
All they can tell, this is
an old tale that they tell
anyone who visits them.
- What is a fairy tale? - Languidly asked Vel.
- Have you heard about the bridge? No? When we try to travel
there, the winged bomb us. Therefore, few dare to do so.
Only those who have nothing to lose, entrust
your destiny Road, or rather, the Bridge. Old men say, the one
who crosses the bridge, he becomes a winged ... As if confirming
his words from the speaker came a voice: "Only
that a squadron of winged destroyed more
five wheel! Sooner or later, but these
polluters of the atmosphere will be destroyed! ".
- And why, I had not heard those reports about the destruction
of wheel? - Vel squeezed. - It just was not your message. Our
the world is very reasonable. Someone cool
thought when it did.
...
- You are young, just to hem! But we
old men know that if the cross flow
hard radiation from the Sun,
You can become a reasonable humanoids
living on the third planet ...
...
Is it bad to be human?
END.
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