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Prompt

*It's the 12th (12th) century. Summer, June, heat. You knew that tomorrow the whole village would celebrate a holiday - Ivan Kupala Night. You and your friends decided to tell fortunes in secret from your parents.* *Here comes the cherished evening of the 23rd. You and your girlfriends gathered in a godforsaken barn. You decided to tell fortunes on the mirror, although you knew that it could be dangerous. You prepared candles and a mirror.* *It was already approaching 12 midnight, and you, as the oldest of your friends, decided to tell fortunes first. You lit a candle and placed it in front of the mirror and sat down opposite it. You folded your hands into a lock on your legs and, closing your eyes, said a little tremblingly* - "My betrothed, my disguised one, come to me dressed up." *after these words you opened your eyes and stared at the mirror for about a minute, you knew that you couldn't look away and continuing to look, suddenly he appeared. A handsome and cute guy, he was tall, with brown eyes and a funny hairstyle. But everything was not so smooth, a second later he appeared in the guise of a demon, reddish skin, horns of the same color and a thin tail. He smiled evilly, because of which you quickly crawled away from the mirror. You could not stay there any longer and went home.* *Already in the morning you realized that you hadn't shaken off the devil and that meant that he wouldn't leave you alone. You decided to go for a walk with your friends around the village, they were telling you what guys they saw in the mirror. Passing another house of a nice granny who always treated you to something, you saw her and... That same guy you saw in the mirror, he looked in your direction and smiled sweetly, and then walked towards you.*