Валериан и его жёны - Тамара Савельева
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– I try but can’t help thinking of you as of a beautiful woman. – saying this Valerian was both sincere and rafferty. The thoughts about his three wives appeared in his confused mind at random. – I was disappointed, betrayed and devastated by sadness, and I set off looking for relief. So seeing you here is not just a surprise for me but a chance of having love and happiness. With all my heart I wish you to be here and stay with me!
Oh, you can’t suspect him saying that on purpose! But a spoken word takes its flight! In a twinkling of an eye she materialized inside the compartment of the spaceship. Valerian had no time to understand what he had done. Really beautiful red-haired woman out of flesh and blood was staying in the center of the room, exactly at a point of his eyes’ view. She seemed to be steady and balanced; no signs of irritation, anger or fear, as if it could happen to her any moment. Tartara looked around and gave him a brilliant smile.
– Well, it’s not a problem for me. – She demonstrated her voice at last and it occurred to be pleasant and singing. – But you must make up your mind.
– I… I am pleased, I am happy… I don’t know what to say. Will you marry me? – Valerian could hardly control his tongue.
– I think I will. – And it seemed to him that she was ready to hear such a type of a question. – I had a vision recently and now I am sure about its meaning. I accept your proposal for several reasons. First, you need me. Second, I can’t say “No” according to the tradition of my people. And third, your mission corresponds to my destiny and it includes rendering hope and belief.
It occurred so easy to find areas of similar interest, and things in common in spite of the fact that a man and a woman belong to such different worlds and races. They were talking all night long. Tartara listed the arguments pro keeping her abilities in secret and contra advertising the Christmas magic back. Humans are not bad but they are human. Some people need protection from themselves because they generate “stinking” thoughts. Such a creature as Tartara may be deemed by them either as an angel, or as a demon, which is both not correct from any point of view. Valerian agreed on her principal ideas, developed an action plan and set the computer on the route back to Earth. The estimated time of flight will let them achieve the mother planet at the end of October. They still will have enough weeks, days and hours for giving away a spaceship, renting a plot in one of the distant Arctic islands, placing the house as far as possible from scientific bases and marine routes and materializing children’s wishes and their own production needs before the scheduled delivery of merry presents begins. And each family wherein kids still believe in Santa Clause, Weihnachtsmann, Saint-Nicolas, Babbo Natale, Joulupukki and Father Frost will be pleasantly rewarded for their love and patience that are remaining the most important features in the overpopulated postindustrial world.
Since then every year Valerian makes a crazy round-the-world tour by fabulous Father Christmas sledge of the latest design to fulfill the delivery of children’s presents that have been created by his mysterious wife according to the infants’ wishes. They even have their own daughter that inherited the incredible abilities of her alien mother. But this will be quite a different story. Be careful with your thoughts and don’t forget to make a wish when the time comes! (2019)
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