Ty, toy, chto pryyde pislya mene strochyty tsi Annaly, vzhe mayesh rozumity, scho ya ne zvazhuyus′ vysvitlyuvaty vsyu pravdu pro nash hurt merzotnykiv. Vidomo, scho vony zhorstoki, ahresyvni ta netyamuschi. Vony — tsilkovyti dykuny, yaki vtilyuyut′ svoyi nayohydnishi fantaziyi, a yichnyu povedinku vhamovuye lyshe prysutnist′ kil′koch prystoynych cholovikiv. YA ne nadto chasto demonstruyu tsey bik, oskil′ky tse moyi pobratymy, moya rodyna, a mene vchyly ne hovoryty pohano pro ridnyu. Dechto vvazhaye, scho Pani, schoyno probudzhena z bahatovikovoho zabuttya, stoyit′ mizh lyudstvom i zlom. Dechto vvazhaye, scho vona sama — zlo. Naymantsi CHornoyi Roty ydut′ na sluzhbu do Pani, vony berut′ platnyu y roblyat′ te, scho povynni, chovayuchy sumnivy razom iz mertsyamy. Isnuye prorotstvo, scho des′ vidrodylasya Bila Troyanda, schob znovu vtilyty dobro. YAka rol′ u ts′omu protystoyanni pryznachena CHorniy Roti? CHy zmozhut′ naymantsi vyzhyty u tsiy kryvaviy bytvi zla proty dobra?