Of course, - agreed Gusev, delighted enthusiasm tanned again in the eyes of his old friend.This spark he had not seen for a long time, since they returned to Earth.- Of course, fly!Give only time! You think so?- Moose suddenly felt that hope is almost extinct in it as a long-forgotten ember fire erupted with renewed force.He asked a question that suddenly gave the answer himself.- And it will fly, I swear, fly! Yes-ah - Gusev Dogadov Ng alsya that has an elk.- Do not be afraid, Mstislav Sergeevich, whatever it was, it is necessary to fly and we will fly. I want - after a pause confessed Elk.He suddenly really felt the urge to fly again.Boredom in recent years to seek his life.But suddenly he found himself thinking.- I want to, but I'm afraid.I am afraid that there is all wrong. Frankly, it really does not want to go to Mars? How is it useless? - Surprised Gusev.- I'm here, Mstislav Sergeevich, only do I live this dream.And not only live and fight for it!Happiness because in the fight! So, do not be discouraged. Throw you!Ileave this venture.To what it is! Time goes by, it is necessary to do something. Yes, I understand you, Mstislav Sergeevich. It's me, Mstislav Sergeevich, - Gusev unceremoniously burst into the small room.Examined a limited decoration, consisting of a bookshelf, table, stool and iron beds.- Do not expect? He opened.Surprised appearance Gusev.Since then, as they returned, the fate of never drifts Gusev in his lonely home. Well, what else is there?- Heard a tired voice behind the door.It was Moose. This lesson takes him a lot of time, and he somehow saw less and less of the Elk.But one day, suddenly worried, found him in his lonely apartment unsettled. However, he noticed that the interest in the Martian theme faded very quickly.Gusev pr Ilagan desperate volitional efforts to revive him, and this struggle, though did not give great results, yet was the element in which he used to live like a fish in water.He fought with bureaucrats, seeking money to build a new spaceship as an enemy on countless fronts.Bureaucrats were afraid of him, but the money is not given, but only as much as possible to avoid meeting him.Gusev but found them again and again and bothered the swinging fists like a sword in battle. " sought new embodiments assistance Martians.He had even thought about the fact that there happened on Mars since their retreat.Unbridled passion to return to Mars on Earth forced to develop rigorous activity. Meanwhile Gusev continued violent activities.His "Society. What gave this mission to Mars except a brief but violent hype in the press?It's nothing.Only one memory warmed his heart.His name was Aelita. Translated version of the Son of Heaven (Aelita - 2) for printing, all-1.docĪs the mist rose up in the memory of the past.Įlk at times it seemed that nothing had happened.It's nothing.No mission to Mars or Martians or outer journey, neither her Aelita.Everything was a dream.įrom her left anything tangible.Once the image.Īfter the return to Earth took a lot of time.At first, he was counting the days, then weeks, then months.But everything fell into oblivion.Hope for a new flight, still warm it gradually faded.Only enthusiasm Guseva, seething in this man unfading flame, invigorating it with meetings, which were becoming rarer.Įlk managed to create a machine, such as those which flew Martians.They produced three copies useless.Under the conditions of the Earth's gravity, they could hardly get up in the air as well as it did on Mars.Besides, without powerful pole plants, the construction of which for many reasons it was not possible, they were practically useless for anything in the world.Having built three cars, Elk scored this venture and hit rock bottom on the consciousness of utter helplessness of his experience.
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