{"id":2380,"date":"2017-04-30T21:11:20","date_gmt":"2017-04-30T18:11:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/danieliusg.lt\/?p=2380"},"modified":"2021-07-21T12:58:45","modified_gmt":"2021-07-21T09:58:45","slug":"romanas-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/debesyla.lt\/uzrasai\/lv\/2017\/romans-6\/","title":{"rendered":"#Soul in Stone (6)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Dienas m\u0113r\u0137is: 761 v\u0101rds<\/a>. Rakst\u012bts: 778<\/b>.<\/p>\n

"Mans Dievs! Tas ir milz\u012bgi!\u201d<\/p>\n

Neatkar\u012bgi no t\u0101, kur lifts mani aizveda, \u0161\u012b vieta bija krasi gigantiska. Es izr\u0101pos no mazas apa\u013cas bedres... \u013boti, \u013coti, \u013coti liel\u0101 apa\u013c\u0101 bedr\u0113... Uz kuras k\u0101pn\u0113m s\u0113d\u0113ja cilv\u0113ki. Bedres malas pac\u0113l\u0101s l\u012bdz zil\u0101m un m\u0101ko\u0146ain\u0101m debes\u012bm, un virs galvas sp\u012bd\u0113ja saule.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Tas te sp\u012bd\u0113ja!<\/p>\n

P\u016blis r\u0113ca, kad es cie\u0161\u0101k satv\u0113ru akmeni. Piece\u013coties no bedres, sajutu karsta v\u0113ja br\u0101zmu l\u012bdz rumpim, d\u012bvainu smaku vai paaud\u017eu smaku. Br\u012bdi v\u0113l\u0101k es biju aug\u0161\u0101, un lifts apst\u0101j\u0101s plakaniski uz zemes, p\u0113k\u0161\u0146i izp\u016b\u0161ot smil\u0161u vi\u013c\u0146us uz s\u0101niem.<\/p>\n

"D\u0113\u0113\u0113\u0113."<\/p>\n

Es jutu, ka mana galva atkal dauz\u0101s. Lai kur es devos, tas bija vienk\u0101r\u0161i milz\u012bgs. L\u012bdz debes\u012bm un augst\u0101ka bedre (vai varb\u016bt lauks, kas izkl\u0101ts ar izliekt\u0101m akmens sien\u0101m), smil\u0161u pilns lauks zem\u0101k, kur es st\u0101v\u0113ju, desmitiem da\u017e\u0101du kolonnu, krist\u0101lu, sienu drupas un kas zina, kas man apk\u0101rt.<\/p>\n

Kad acs atkr\u012bt aiz vienas no sien\u0101m, kas ir ap\u0161\u013cakst\u012bta ar asin\u012bm un ir kaut ko nokais\u012bta.<\/p>\n

"Vai t\u0101s ir asinis? Kuru!?'<\/p>\n

Es \u0161ausm\u0101s nevi\u013cus ier\u0101vos. Protams, t\u0101 k\u0101 mans kakls bija sauss k\u0101 smiltis ap ze\u0137\u0113m apvilktaj\u0101m k\u0101j\u0101m, es tik tikko noriju.<\/p>\n

"Un vi\u0146as ierocis," atkal atskan\u0113ja balss, "ir... Oho!" Tas ir kaut kas interesants. Paties\u012bb\u0101 m\u0113s neuzzin\u0101sim, kas ir vi\u0146as ierocis, kam\u0113r vi\u0146a to neizmantos.<\/p>\n

P\u016blis atkal k\u013c\u016bd\u012bj\u0101s.<\/p>\n

\u201cEs... Ar\u0113n\u0101? Un es c\u012bn\u012b\u0161os ar k\u0101du!?\u201d<\/p>\n

Es pagriezos, izv\u0113rt\u0113jot savu atra\u0161an\u0101s vietu. Es biju, \u0161\u0137iet, laukuma vid\u016b, un da\u017e\u0101di \u0161\u0137\u0113r\u0161\u013ci un es nezinu, k\u0101das lietas bija man apk\u0101rt. Kaut kas uzlidoja debes\u012bs virs ar\u0113nas un pazuda.<\/p>\n

"Kur es esmu!?" Kas tu esi!? es kliedzu.<\/p>\n

Bet mana balss bija pazudusi p\u016b\u013ca kurn\u0101, un neviens to nedzird\u0113ja. Vi\u0146\u0161 atkal pam\u0101ja ar galvu, un \u0161\u0137ita, ka v\u0113dera iek\u0161puse bija sarukusi vien\u0101 ciet\u0101 kamol\u0101.<\/p>\n

\u2013 Tu esi ar\u0113n\u0101. - teica akmens, - Mums laikam b\u016bs pret kaut ko j\u0101c\u012bn\u0101s un j\u0101rauj \u0101r\u0101 deguns.<\/p>\n

- C\u012bn\u012bties? Pret ko? - Es atkal pagriezos. \u0160\u0137ita, ka tuvum\u0101 nebija neviena \u013caundara, briesmo\u0146a, lauvas vai p\u016b\u0137a. Nebija citu b\u016bt\u0146u, piem\u0113ram, krist\u0101la karot\u0101ji k\u0101 J\u0113kabs.<\/p>\n

\u2013 Nezinu pret ko, bet b\u016bs j\u0101c\u012bn\u0101s. Kutvela, vai ne pirmo reizi esi ar\u0113n\u0101? - jaut\u0101ja akmens un tad iesm\u0113j\u0101s, - \u0100, piedod, protams pirmais. T\u0101d\u0101 zi\u0146\u0101 es jaut\u0101ju, vai j\u016bs nezin\u0101t, k\u0101 tiek sp\u0113l\u0113tas sp\u0113les Ar\u0113n\u0101s?<\/p>\n

Es pakrat\u012bju galvu. Man tie\u0161\u0101m nebija ne jausmas, par ko Akmuo run\u0101, kur es nok\u013cuvu un kas \u0161eit notiek. Un es izbraucu ar savu br\u012bvo roku caur saviem matiem, m\u0113\u0123inot atrast un salabot jebkuru vietu, kur biju miris. Akmens atkal iesm\u0113j\u0101s.<\/p>\n

- Labi, labi. J\u016bs ne\u0161\u0137iet tik stulbs, bet vair\u0101k \u0101ksts.<\/p>\n

- \u010cau! Es neesmu mu\u013c\u0137is! - Es izspr\u0101gu, saraucis pieri, skatoties uz akmeni. Un p\u0113c mirk\u013ca es k\u013cuvu klus\u0101ks un gandr\u012bz samulsis, es piebildu: - ...es vienk\u0101r\u0161i nezinu, kas te notiek.<\/p>\n

Bet, t\u0101pat k\u0101 dusmas nomain\u012bja kauns, t\u0101s nekav\u0113joties nomain\u012bja dusmas.<\/p>\n

"Es neko nesaprotu, zem p\u0113rkona!"<\/p>\n

- Izveidosim vi\u0146ai interesant\u0101ku sp\u0113les laukumu! - atkal atskan\u0113ja bag\u0101ta balss. Es jau s\u0101ku saprast, ka tas ir kaut k\u0101ds reportieris, kas v\u0113ro mani un manu r\u012bc\u012bbu.<\/p>\n

Negaid\u012bti atkal d\u0101rd\u0113ja un d\u0101rd\u0113ja zeme, sienas s\u0101ka grimt zem\u0113 un dr\u016bp, citur kolonnas, stabi un, k\u0101 kaut k\u0101da temp\u013ca drupas, s\u0101ka celties no zemes. Viet\u0101m pat ar jumtiem un skulpt\u016br\u0101m iek\u0161\u0101.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Un \u0161is lauks ir interesants, \u2014 akmens sac\u012bja, \u2014 kur\u0161 b\u016bs tavs pretinieks?<\/p>\n

- Interesanti?? Ko TAM vajadz\u0113tu noz\u012bm\u0113t? Es kliedzu atpaka\u013c uz akmeni caur visu troksni.<\/p>\n

Beidzot viss \u0101tri norima un apklusa, palika tikai putek\u013cu m\u0101ko\u0146i, kurus v\u0113j\u0161 s\u0101ka l\u0113n\u0101m izkl\u012bst. It k\u0101 interes\u0113joties par pa\u0161reiz\u0113jo situ\u0101ciju, Akmuoss run\u0101ja:<\/p>\n

- Tas ir interesanti ar to, ka taj\u0101 ir daudz vietas... - un p\u0113c pauzes vi\u0146\u0161 turpin\u0101ja ska\u013c\u0101k un it k\u0101 majest\u0101tiski un episki, - ...Par man\u0101m neticamaj\u0101m prasm\u0113m!<\/p>\n

"..."<\/p>\n

- Kur\u0161 tu? - Es v\u0113lreiz uzgriezu vi\u0146am acis. Bet atbildi vairs negaid\u012bju, jo p\u0113k\u0161\u0146i paman\u012bju, ka man apk\u0101rt lido kaut k\u0101ds zils plakans krist\u0101ls un visu laiku gaid\u012bju, un uz t\u0101 k\u0101ds cilv\u0113ks.<\/p>\n

Krist\u0101ls ri\u0146\u0137oja ap mani un p\u016blis r\u0113ca. Otr\u0101 k\u0101rta \u2013 p\u016blis r\u0113ca. Vi\u0146\u0161 veica tre\u0161o pagriezienu un s\u0101ka nolaisties br\u012bv\u0101k\u0101 viet\u0101 da\u017eus desmitus metru no manis. Aiz manis palika temp\u013ca drupas, un starp mums st\u0101v\u0113ja ducis kolonnu un da\u017e\u0101das dz\u012bvnieku un cilv\u0113ku statujas.<\/p>\n

No zil\u0101 krist\u0101la izl\u0113ca blonds v\u012brietis, \u0123\u0113rbies tikai \u012bsos \u0161ortos, kaut k\u0101d\u0101 bezpiedurk\u0146u krekl\u0101 un ar... Lielu \u0101muru, gandr\u012bz tikpat gar\u0161 k\u0101 vi\u0146\u0161. Vai kaut kas taml\u012bdz\u012bgs\u00a0\u2014 t\u0101 k\u0101ts bija bieza un sarkana, un t\u0101 galva bija met\u0101liska un plakana vien\u0101 pus\u0113, bet izliekta un smaila no otras, un t\u0101 vid\u016b, \u0161\u0137iet, bija \u0161\u0137\u0113lums. Protams, varb\u016bt es k\u013c\u016bd\u012bjos, jo starp mums bija liels att\u0101lums.<\/p>\n

"...Kas t\u0101 ir vi\u0146a rok\u0101s?"<\/p>\n

Akmens man\u0101 rok\u0101 sp\u012bd\u0113ja nedaudz purpursarkan\u0101 kr\u0101s\u0101 un iesm\u0113j\u0101s:<\/p>\n

- Mans Dievs! Vi\u0146am ir \u0101murs! - vi\u0146\u0161 iesauc\u0101s, - \u0100murs! Paskaties uz vi\u0146u!<\/p>\n

Es br\u012bn\u012bjos par v\u012brieti, kur\u0161, nok\u0101pjot no platformas, uzmeta instrumentu sev p\u0101r plecu un dev\u0101s uz mani. Patie\u0161\u0101m, tas bija d\u012bvains ierocis, ja tas visp\u0101r bija ierocis.<\/p>\n

"Vai tas ir smiekl\u012bgi?" - es vi\u0146am jaut\u0101ju, skatoties uz akmeni.<\/p>\n

Akmens p\u0101rst\u0101ja smieties.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Un tu ta\u010du esi eksempl\u0101rs bez humora izj\u016btas, vai ne? - vi\u0146\u0161 sarkastiski pazib\u0113ja mazliet za\u013ci.<\/p>\n

"Es vienk\u0101r\u0161i..." es ies\u0101ku, bet mani atkal p\u0101rtrauca \u0161\u013cakatas man\u0101 priek\u0161\u0101.<\/p>\n

Es nobijusies atl\u0113cu atpaka\u013c un paskat\u012bjos uz priek\u0161u. Blond\u012bne, no\u0146\u0113mis no pleca \u0101muru, ac\u012bmredzot izmantoja to, lai nog\u0101ztu vienu no akmens stabiem un tagad lepn\u0101 poz\u0101 nost\u0101j\u0101s man priek\u0161\u0101, atkal t\u0113laini p\u0101rveldams \u0101muru p\u0101r plecu.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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