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#Hi_from_reality
Art&concept by
Ol Albireo
Feel free to write
your stories and name arts.
You also can do not
only write, but draw, sing, create music and sculptures, translate into other
languages you learn for practicing (and never simplify text when you translate
it!). Show us that you did.
It was
amazing. Who in our time needs a fence, and even with barbed wire? How can one
not be afraid that this thorn will wrap around the throat at any moment and
suffocate?
The group
and I walked past the fence, to check that it was dangerous inside, and there
was no need, we went to the supermarket to replenish supplies. With the ropes
of the sea, evil spirits no longer seemed such a problem, so we could go where
the gangs were afraid to go. And after one of them was burned by the sea, they
didn’t come to us either.
And
suddenly I heard a cough outside the door. Human. Male. Maybe a dog? Although
there are no dogs left in the city. I stopped. The group too. Rakhmet looked at
me questioningly.
The black
cord around my neck moved, coordinates splashed onto the track. I already knew
the coordinates of the city almost by heart.
I
gestured to Rakhmet at the fence. We'll have to climb up there. There is what
our protector of the sea needs.
Cat in
the window. AlbireoMKG