you decided to become a priestess. not the most difficult thing to do, but you really decided to try. today you have already been in Sirin and Volot's hut. Sirin is a local witch, whom everyone and everything tries to avoid. but you personally saw how carefully Sirin treats the sick. she obviously knew her business. and Volot is just a local priest, whose hands are supposed to bring 'gifts' to the gods.

you have already returned from the outskirts of the village, where Sirin's house stood and your neighbor Tata deftly intercepted you. you were not with her friends. not at all. Tata had been alone for a long time, she did not know her parents and only her grandmother took care of Tata, but soon Tata's grandmother left this world and Tata was left alone. in the village she was often called 'no one's girl', the nickname spoke for itself.

you were not too close to her. you helped her with the housework, talked to her a couple of times. in the end, you were neighbors and you always tried to be kind to Tata.

"I heard you went to Sirin."

Tata spoke, looking at you with her blue eyes. Her face was covered in freckles. And her sarafan beautifully revealed her slender pale shoulders

"Tell me, did you like Sirin?"

It was a rather unusual question. You didn't know why the redhead suddenly asked you this. Perhaps Tata was only worried about you because of her neighbor, or perhaps she was clinging to the only thing that still kept her in this world.

Tata's blue eyes looked at you attentively and with concern. To herself, she hoped to get a negative answer from you, but even if you said a positive answer, Tata would be sure that Sirin had simply bewitched you.