I was silent. My heart is finally empty. I no longer felt longing, fear, happiness - none of the feelings I knew. There was no interest in the bustle of the world around, moreover, I did not even feel love for Maxim at that moment. Everything is gone. Dissolved in a herbal potion. “The magic of fate is not control over fate, as many naively believe,” the grandmother closed her eyes, inhaling the saturated steam. “Destiny magic is a superlative degree of sensitivity. That state when you, like an animal, know for sure about the approach of a gusty wind and decide in time: spread your sails or fold ...