The Pursuit

Stajan felt it. He turned his head towards the dense thickets of tall bushes growing on the cliff, which towered over them, and did not see, but simply realized that his enemy was hiding there. The man who gave the order to burn his father. He clenched his fists and began to peer, but his sight could not help him here: distance and dense bushes hid the master from him. But he completely trusted his sixth sense. He trusted just the way his father taught him: "Let him master himself," he said, "and listen carefully to him, and then you will hear what is not heard with the ears, and you will see what is not visible with the eyes."

This feeling told him that five people were hiding in the thicket. He tried to penetrate their feelings, to understand their mood. I remembered my father's lessons, my first childhood, inept attempts to read the thoughts of my friends. Now, of course, he had learned a lot, but there was still much to be learned on his own.