Ringo
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This story happened to my school friend Alexey. It happened in Russia in the 90s, when there was no order at railway stations and airports. Alexey calmly waited for the transfer in the waiting room. It wasn't long to wait - 18 hours. He was entertaining himself as best he could - he was going to re-read the masterpiece of literary thought from the series "I am a thief in law" for the second time, when suddenly he saw how gypsies were deceiving another fellow traveler.
Alexey came closer to this company and he could hear snatches of phrases: "you have a deadly curse on you!", "you need to take it off urgently", "everyone will die", "it needs money or gold". It was obvious that the poor man was under hypnosis, the most talkative gypsy was running a feather over his face and mumbling something. The remaining 5-6 created the background. The man reached for his wallet. Alexey imagined himself without money in another city and rushed to defend the man.
- Fellow Gypsies, the guy is with me, it's time for us to go, - he took the unfortunate fellow under hypnosis by the elbow and led him aside. Immediately he felt himself being dragged away by the neck. He turned around, behind him stood a big gypsy fellow with golden teeth. They hissed at him through his teeth.
- Go where you were going. I'll stab you!
Alexey didn't want to be stabbed in another city, and he walked away. Meanwhile, the man was giving the gypsies a gold wedding ring and a watch. A sense of justice boiled up in Alexey. He felt in his jacket pocket for the chalk, that he had left after drawing on the asphalt with his niece. Resolutely approached the crowd. He sat down at the feet of the man. As in Gogol's "Vii", he outlined a circle, inside which he and the man turned out to be. He raised his hands up and started yelling like a madman:
- Anon edhelen edro hi amen! Fenos nogosrim, lasto beh lamen!
The fact is that Alexey was very fond of Tolkien's "The Lord of the Ring". He had memorized this spell of Gandalf for some reason. It meant "Elven Gate, open for us now; the door of the dwarf people, heed my word!". Alexey bowed and shouted the spell over and over again. Not only dwarves, but also gypsies listened to His word. Nervous, they began to cross themselves and leave one by one. Alexey saw the same gypsy fellow with golden teeth. He looked angrily at Alexey and muttered something sternly. Alexey remembered his favorite scene - "the battle of Gandalf with the Balrog", a demonic creature, and, looking into the face of the enemy, yelled at the whole station:
- I am the servant of the secret fire, the keeper of the flame of Anor,
Dark fire won't help you, Udun flame!
Go back into the darkness, you won't get through!
The gypsy's face turned white. He fell to his knees. Then he began to take out gold jewelry from his pockets and put it in a circle of chalk. Alexey couldn't stop and yelled in a frenzy:
- Go back to the darkness, you will not pass!
The poor gypsy began to cry:
- I don't have anything else! I have teeth, but I need some time.
Alexey didn't stop:
- I am a servant of the secret fire!
The gypsy was crying:
- I have a family. I'm scared! Police, help! They're killing me! - then he quickly got up and ran away.
In the end, two people remained at the entrance to the railway station. Alexey got up, dusted off his pants, and said to the man:
- Here take it, it's yours. Well, be healthy, don't get involved anymore!
The man looked at him with dazed eyes.
- How much do I owe you for the ritual of removing the curse?
***
When my children ask me "Dad, well, why read? Boring! You can watch TV and YouTube, " I always remember Alexey and that gypsy with golden teeth, smile and answer with the words of Felicia Janlis:
- Those who read books will always control those who watch TV.
(c)
Alexey came closer to this company and he could hear snatches of phrases: "you have a deadly curse on you!", "you need to take it off urgently", "everyone will die", "it needs money or gold". It was obvious that the poor man was under hypnosis, the most talkative gypsy was running a feather over his face and mumbling something. The remaining 5-6 created the background. The man reached for his wallet. Alexey imagined himself without money in another city and rushed to defend the man.
- Fellow Gypsies, the guy is with me, it's time for us to go, - he took the unfortunate fellow under hypnosis by the elbow and led him aside. Immediately he felt himself being dragged away by the neck. He turned around, behind him stood a big gypsy fellow with golden teeth. They hissed at him through his teeth.
- Go where you were going. I'll stab you!
Alexey didn't want to be stabbed in another city, and he walked away. Meanwhile, the man was giving the gypsies a gold wedding ring and a watch. A sense of justice boiled up in Alexey. He felt in his jacket pocket for the chalk, that he had left after drawing on the asphalt with his niece. Resolutely approached the crowd. He sat down at the feet of the man. As in Gogol's "Vii", he outlined a circle, inside which he and the man turned out to be. He raised his hands up and started yelling like a madman:
- Anon edhelen edro hi amen! Fenos nogosrim, lasto beh lamen!
The fact is that Alexey was very fond of Tolkien's "The Lord of the Ring". He had memorized this spell of Gandalf for some reason. It meant "Elven Gate, open for us now; the door of the dwarf people, heed my word!". Alexey bowed and shouted the spell over and over again. Not only dwarves, but also gypsies listened to His word. Nervous, they began to cross themselves and leave one by one. Alexey saw the same gypsy fellow with golden teeth. He looked angrily at Alexey and muttered something sternly. Alexey remembered his favorite scene - "the battle of Gandalf with the Balrog", a demonic creature, and, looking into the face of the enemy, yelled at the whole station:
- I am the servant of the secret fire, the keeper of the flame of Anor,
Dark fire won't help you, Udun flame!
Go back into the darkness, you won't get through!
The gypsy's face turned white. He fell to his knees. Then he began to take out gold jewelry from his pockets and put it in a circle of chalk. Alexey couldn't stop and yelled in a frenzy:
- Go back to the darkness, you will not pass!
The poor gypsy began to cry:
- I don't have anything else! I have teeth, but I need some time.
Alexey didn't stop:
- I am a servant of the secret fire!
The gypsy was crying:
- I have a family. I'm scared! Police, help! They're killing me! - then he quickly got up and ran away.
In the end, two people remained at the entrance to the railway station. Alexey got up, dusted off his pants, and said to the man:
- Here take it, it's yours. Well, be healthy, don't get involved anymore!
The man looked at him with dazed eyes.
- How much do I owe you for the ritual of removing the curse?
***
When my children ask me "Dad, well, why read? Boring! You can watch TV and YouTube, " I always remember Alexey and that gypsy with golden teeth, smile and answer with the words of Felicia Janlis:
- Those who read books will always control those who watch TV.
(c)