We are returning home. Мы возвращаемся домой

Глава 1A tiny mouse darted across the desolate, empty wasteland. Glancing around cautiously, she quickly dug a small hole in the ground and hid something inside. Then she scampered across the bare land, searching for a hid­ing place, but found nothing. Frustrated and weary, she sat down beside her hidden treasure and burst into bitter tears, her tears soaking into the dry earth. The mouse knew that a large, fiery-haired cat was searching for her, confidently tracing her trail. She could feel his presence closing in. And then—he appeared..***...Rita was looking into ancient folios, searching for stories of antiquity, when suddenly she stumbled upon something unusual: the manuscript’s text was strangely encrypted, yet adorned with pictures—strangely vivid and detailed! Rita had never seen anything like it before, yet the book seemed vaguely familiar. She asked around where the manuscript …