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Vremya v Belvile techet nezametno. Skolko ya zdes? Dva goda? A mne poroy kazhetsya, chto tseluyu vechnost. Votchina arnov zateryalas v samoy glubine Almaznykh gor, v krayu vechnykh dozhdey i khmurogo nizkogo neba. No syrost ne samoe strashnoe, chto podzhidaet obitateley Belvilya."KHozyain vozvrashchaetsya!" rannim vesennim utrom eta fraza perevernula ne tolko privychnuyu zhizn mrachnogo zamka, no i moyu sobstvennuyu. I teper ya ne znayu, chego zhdat ot sudby i v kakuyu storonu povernet koleso Rayny, Sozdatelnitsy vsego sushchego.