“You're a Dark One," said Anton. "All you see in everything is evil, treachery, trickery." "All I do is not close my eyes to them," Edgar retorted. "And that's why I don't trust Zabulon. I distrust him almost as much as I do Gesar. I can even trust you more—you're just another unfortunate chess piece who happens by chance to be painted a different color from me. Does a white pawn hate a black one? No. Especially if the two pawns have their heads down together over a quiet beer or two." "You know," Anton said in a slightly surprised voice, "I just don't understand how you can carry on living if you see the world like that. I'd just go and hang myself." "So you don't have any counterarguments to offer?" Anton took a gulp of beer too. The wonderful thing about this natural Czech beer was that even if you drank lots of it, it still didn't make your head or your body feel heavy... Or was that an illusion? "Not a single one," Anton admitted. "Right now, this very moment, not a single one. But I'm sure you're wrong. It's just difficult to argue about the colors of the rainbow with a blind man. There's something missing in you... I don't know what exactly. But it's something very important, and without it you're more helpless than a blind man.”
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Work
This book is the first in a series that explores a parallel universe where the supernatural is a part of everyday life. The story follows a group of individuals known as the Day Watch, who are tasked with protecting humanity from malevolent supernatural entities. The narrative delves into the lives of these characters as they navigate the complexities of their duties and personal relationships. more
Author
Sergei Lukyanenko is a celebrated Russian author, recognized for his science fiction and fantasy novels. Born on April 11, 1968, he has achieved international acclaim for his works, especially the Night Watch series. more
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