Yesterday I met him again. It was the third tima and I knew that it would take place, so I had been expecting it for a month. Yesterday he was drinking some drink when I went into the "Roma". The red light was lighting up his colourful plume and he percived me. He said "hi" and stood me a glas of water.

"It was high time" I opened.

Shaman looked at me and said: "Maybe. Do you belevie in destiny?".

"Me? I don't know..."

"So why do you use such expressions as high time?"

I didn't know why, so I said:

"I've heard some very strange song The Master and Margarita. The singer was singing: It's time! It's time!"

"Unh huh" Shaman told me and became silent. His face was indeterminate, his nails - crooked.

"Are you happy?" - I asked.

"Yes! But I don't know why. The road goes ever on..."

To some extent Shaman was different than two years ago. We were sitting, drinking and looking. A young girl was putting her red tongue in a mug orifice belong to a pimpled boy. I didn't press Shaman. I knew he would tell me quite all about those two years and he did it at last.

"I used to hear some voice..."

Shaman used to hear some voices. Some times unknown Lannie was speaking to him, sometimes a low but nice voice was telling him some words too. Those words created a following statement: "You are for Lannie".

"Huh" moaned Shaman and started to look for that unknown Lannie. In his head there were unknow Lannie's words: "Where are you, Shaman?"

"I will find you, Lannie!" he shouted and heard: "Good".

Then he didn't find her, because wind blowing against his face: "Use gums!"

He stopped and cried.

"I'm running a wild-goose chase" - Shaman thought.

It was two years ago and then Shaman arrived into The "Roma", but then he didn't tell me about it. I think he wanted to forget.

"Where are you, where are you, where..." - Shamanwas saying when he had gone out from the tavern. He looked at the sky full of stars, at the destiny and shouted: "Let me know!"

The was Zbeeg. He was big and black. No, he was small and yellow. No, he was... Never mind, Shaman didn't know it too.

"Maybe Zbeeg is only my hallucination..." - thought our hero of line number fifteen and forgot.

Shaman was merry, butt didn't forget. Zbeeg used to appear and turn up, so Shaman resolved to set out on a journey to find his destiny. Then he transformed himself to a closet. No on purpose, but heh did it. He received enormous quantity of urine and stool. He met a great number of interesting people. But none of them was his destiny and Lannie's voice said "Shaman, our wedding-ceremony will be ours so be more polite!".

"Oh, I hate that shit , but also I'm suprised..." replied Shaman-Closet and didn't do anything because he didn't believe that he was able to do something.

It started to rain and the flood came running. There was nothing except water but Closet was merry. Then water took him from his place. He landed at a grove. A grover asked him: "Who are you?"

"Nobody from Nowhereland."

"What are you doing here?" asked the grover looking at Closet and retired.

"I'm turning aruond" replied Closed and threw up. By the moonlight... No, then it was an elipse. Shaman looked at the sky and saw the tar falling down.

"I want to meet a lovely girl..."

Shaman was angry. Water evaporated and the big mountainappeared near him. Shaman hated himself and his life. He shouted. He was crying and shouting: "I'm a crab! I'm a slaver!!!" Then a small girl went in to get rid of her excrement. When she was inside he fell in love and tookher. She was lovely and loved him.

"Hi, my name is Albert" said Closet.

"Who?"

"Nobody!"

He didn't believe. He wanted to but didn't. And she was very nce and lovely. Meanwhile he heard the voice: "It's me, Lannie. I love you."

"I love you" said te small lovely girl and kissed him. He kissed her. He did it again and again. Zbeeg looked atthem and asked: "And me?"

"Mister President! - shouted the lovely girl. - Good morning!"

Shaman went outside. "I want to meet you" he heard. It was the voice of unknown Lannie.

"What for? - asked Shaman. - It's to late."

"It's never too late!" - said Lannie.

"I don't believe, Lannie. On Tuesday!"

Shaman asked: "What is the truth? Where is good?" The small and very lovely girl tell him "I love tou."

The Sister of the Wind arrieved. She was very tall, but Shaman was taller.

"I'm looking for a tall man" said said the Sister of the Wind.

"I will light upon you, Lannie" - thought Shaman when a man on TV killed some other man who killed his wife who killed his child who could kill her dauther. Shaman kissed the lovely girl who loved him and he went away. He stopped being the closet and set out. He was in the East, he was in the West... There were a lot of wizards, witches and some others magicians. They send Shaman on thefarther journey, so he lit upon some yellow man, some tiger whose name was Tigerly, some Irina from Riga, some Agne who was Mistery and some Elisabeth called Betsy. You said: "I'm so far". Caroline whose name was Annie told him: "Bonjour, Ça va!". Shaman kissed Caroline and said her: "My conscience! Caroline, it is the only one thruth!".

"Who are you?" asked Caroline so he replied: "I am Shaman Wavereck".

Some Yaksha as a spider going on a wall told them: "I think Shaman is fine. Wavereck, kiss me!"

"I can't! Bye!"

Then he lit upon Lannie. It was Tuesday and she was beautiful. Shaman was standing and looking. He didn't believe, but he heard a voice (low and nice): "She's Lannie. For you."

"My Lit Lannie, I'm happy!" said Shaman. Lit Lannie smiled, Shaman did it too and a golden dragon arrived. He was very beautiful but Lit Lannie was more. She was the most beautiful! The golden dragon said: "Hi i'm Three Black Birds. You are intended to you each other - I can see it in your eyes. But disastrous!"

"Silence!" - shoutes Shaman and married Lit Lannie. There were Peter in Red Cap and Gregory Pick.

Then Shaman told he "now I know, as the Fool on the Hill. Lit Lannie, I love you!" Lit Lannie replied: "It's strange. Very strange!" and she urgently disappeard. Nobody knew what happend except Shaman. He knew it beause he didn't believe. He said: "Hey, dragon! I will cross limit of possibility! I don't believe, but I will do it!"

"You stupid Wavereck, you believe!" replied Three Black Birds, but Shaman denied: "No, I only want to believe."

And Shaman Wavereck set out on the next journey. "Fly to this love" - the dragon told him.

Yesterday he looked at the sky and went into the "Roma". There were elves who told him an old prophecy about husbands and their lost wives. They explained him what the destiny is and went away.

Shaman Wavereck told me he was happy. He said all the people were free and he loved Lit Lannie.

I think it's strange. But I'm only me and maybe Shaman knows better...