Time passes and I find myself in deep water. Figuratively speaking, of course, but indeed I fail to listen. I keep recalling my vision of the serpent. Her words seem to resound as the relationship between Pautina and I becomes more complicated. Despite their direct warning, I still find myself attaching to the Sumerki.
Regardless of her constant shifts in behavior, Pautina is intriguing. The way she holds her countenance is appealing.
Eventually, she provides me with the opportunity to venture into the Bogatsvo garden. I walk from my room to the main hall. From here, I bound left and proceed to the exit at the end of the hall. There are steppingstones that lead to an outdoor seating area. The garden is surrounded by a stone wall overgrown with moss. I open the small gate and search for
