Dadas sometimes wakes up again in this twilight state, where he only hears, smells and, if you treat him, easily feels the touch. And so the time goes by without the boy being able to say exactly whether it is only a matter of hours or weeks. Meanwhile, his body is slowly recovering from the life-threatening fractures and injuries. At some point, Dadas can reasonably think properly again and he often asks himself whether it is really possible that some villager would have survived. Now and then, he gets the idea that his master might still be alive; he might have survived his injuries long enough for reinforcements to come, because Dadas now thinks the strangers are a group of people who have been warned and who are enough Have courage and kindness to help his village. At the same time he thinks of the information about his father that his master had given him.
-Is that even possible? My dad the best Akinci ??
Suddenly his ears hear the now quieter babble of voices; the only "time" he has:
Inra: Hello everyone! How are you all today?
??? : Hey, tomorrow Inra!
??? : Man, what smells so good here? Tell me, little one, is that a cake in your basket?
??? :A pie!? From you, sister !? Bring it on!!! , and loud confusion ensues.
Inra: Calm down! , and she laughs a little, If I were you I would be quieter, otherwise you will wake up those who are still limp.
??? : And the "Wild Kazte" too! , you can hear people laughing.
Some also joke louder:
??? : Oooh, God !! She will then kick us out!
??? :Help !!!
??? :Mom mom ! I want my mom!
Dadas feels something moving near him and shortly afterwards something flies through the room:
??? : Ouch!
??? : If you've already eaten so far that you're so happy about a visit from Inra and then also goofing around and roaring around like monkeys, then you can vacate the beds, right !? , the now familiar female voice sounds, and suddenly the other voices fall silent.
Inra: You can't be serious! ???
??? :Why then?
Inra: They are badly injured and many of them still have a fever! , a low murmur can be heard.
??? : Yes, Inra is right! You can't do that to us !! a powerful voice pleads.
??? : We are still far too weak !!
??? :I see? You're too weak to work, but when it comes to getting up from your beds and hobbling or running around, you have enough strength, don't you?
You can hear people swallowing and laughing nervously.
??? : Just because I've closed my eyes doesn't mean that I'm sleeping ... And by the way, some of you take your gips off and then put them back on in the wrong way or have the wrong body part in there. the female voice sigh. Dadas has to smile inside. Over time he had noticed how others are doing and often heard how they behaved louder the longer they were in the place.Inra`s clear laugh can be heard for a moment and so does the voice next to the boy's bed.
??? : Oh come on guys, I'm not a heartless monster!
Dadas feels like he is slipping back to sleep and just allows it, since he understood that this was his only way to get better faster.
So, he falls asleep amid the pleasant laughter of the two female voices and the cheery buzz of voices.
The next time he wakes up, his eyes finally open too. At first Dadas can only make out the stone ceiling above him and the glow of a candle next to his face, but after a few minutes he can see his surroundings clearly.
Dadas: Finally, he sighs, it was about time ...
A scream makes his head snap to the side:
Inra: Oh my god! , She drops the cup she is holding in her hand in shock. Her eyes are wide open for the first few seconds, but then she recovers and sighs with relief. Did you scare me ... How are you? Do you feel any pain?
Dadas: No, nothing hurts me.
The boy looks at her from head to toe. She wears a dirty white apron over a black or dark blue dress; he cannot see it clearly. Your feet are not tucked into shoes or stockings, but they still look clean. Inra's face is quite pretty: her lips are beautiful red and full and her straight snub nose sticks over her. The two eyes are a light purple that darkens a little near the pupil. Golden blonde strands frame her oval face and brighten her heavily tanned skin. You can see a mass of hair on the back of her head, which suggests that she put it on. On the whole, this young woman exudes good nature, happiness and innocence, but you can feel a touch of danger and courage.
Inra: Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Inra, she smiles at Dadas and then bends down to pick up the pieces from the broken cup. And what's your name?
Dadas: My name is Dadas.
Inra: Dadas? Strange name ..., she straightens up again and lays the broken pieces on the table next to Dada's bed.
Meanwhile, he looks around: The room is huge and the ceiling is very high above your head; you can hardly see it in the weak candlelight. The stone walls are not as smooth as in a house, they resemble those of a grotto, but here and there you can find a few shelves and niches carved into the stone. A huge number of people, mostly men, lie on beds or on straw sacks on the floor. Everyone is asleep and looking sick or injured. Next to most of them there is a candle and a mug. Dadas can't see their faces from his bed and so can't find out whether his hope is justified or not. He also notices that all the other couches and beds are very far from him.
Dadas notices how Inra is watching him seriously.Dadas: Um, what is it?
Inra: So ... well ... she takes a deep breath, are you a spy? And don't you dare lie to me! , she threatens the boy with a cold look.
Dadas: What !? I a spy !?
Inra: Are you one or not? , her hands go to her apron pocket, her purple eyes narrow to slits and her expression becomes cold, suspicious and determined. So she looks like she's expecting Dadas to attack her.
Dadas: No, I'm not a spy! How can I be one too!
Inra: What do you mean?
Dadas: You came to help my village!
Inra: village? What are you talking about? We found you dying in our field!
The young Turk can't believe his ears.
-How ... how can that be !? Has my body been dragged away? ... No, impossible!
??? : Inra? Hey, what's lo ... Ooh, so the stranger is awake ..., an older man approaches the two of them leaning on a crutch.
Inra: Ah, big brother! Yes, a moment ago ... He doesn't claim to be a spy and said something strange about a village and that we apparently came to his aid.
??? : Hum ... Either he's lying or his fever makes him fantasize. Or, which I rather doubt, comes from another area where he lived in a community organized like a village. They could have been attacked and some taken prisoner ...
Inra: And maybe he struggled or he was bullied and then left here to die in our field.
??? :Yes.
Dadas isn't listening to the conversation. He is so in shock that his mind is about to rebel, threatening to turn into a dark sea of ​​terrible thoughts and dreams. In his mind he sees the corpses of the villagers he has grown up with since he was born. His master Zeki, his friends, his neighbors, simply everyone from the youngest children to the oldest men and women. He sees their bodies lying in the midst of an inferno of flames and a flood of blood ...
Inra: Hey! Can you hear us! , the woman's voice pulls him out of this gruesome vision.
When Inra sees the look on Dadas' face, she runs to one of the shelves and takes a cure and a mug. And while she comes back, she pours some of the liquid into the cup.
??? : ..., at first the man just looks on, but then he takes the jug out of Inra's hand and goes to clear it again, you'd better take a rest, kid.
Before Dadas has a chance to answer, Inra lifts his head and puts the mug to his lips:
Inra: Drink.
Dadas` nose hears the nauseating smell of the liquid he has been given so many times to drink as it runs down his throat. As soon as he has finished drinking, his mind glides into the now well-known world of darkness.
But in contrast to all other times, this time he is not surrounded by a pleasant darkness, no, this time he experiences a terrible nightmare.He sees his village being razed to the ground by Graul's men. He hears the horrified screams of the injured and dying villagers. He only sees corpses everywhere; corpses of people he knows and who were important to him. Also the body of Zeki, his master. And a river. A red river; a river of blood. The blood of his village. But, it's not the worst of his nightmare, no, the worst is the countless greedy flames that swallow everything up. They destroy every trace of the people, their possessions and houses. Everything is destroyed. And there he stands in the middle of this horror vision and cannot do anything about it. Dadas screams. Damn Graul and his men. Weeps from sadness, impotence and anger. Suddenly the old man appears who had ripped off his father. The old man points with his blood-smeared hand at Dadas and his fragile voice sounds:
Old man: you let us down! Betrayed! You are an ugly traitor like your father! You let us down ...
Dada's surroundings become blurred and everything just doesn't turn the old man, whose voice keeps saying the same thing over and over again:
Old man: you let us down! You let us down! Let down! In the lurch ...
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