A journey into creative storytelling!
You are entering an amazing, beautiful forest. Birds are singing brightly from somewhere within its green depths and along the winding path a small brook murmurs. The air is clean and fragrant with life and you take a deep breath …
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He stopped near one of the paintings. It showed a girl resting, reclined comfortably on boulders that… Ah! If you looked closer, they were actually the huge head of a man half-buried in the ground. She seemed lost in a dreamy reverie, gazing up at the sky. A congregation of stars and everything around her was full of movement. Only she, herself, seemed to stand still in time and space…
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Having courageously completed a whole bunch of practical chores and homework, Sergei sadly sank into a chair and sighed … “When will spring come?” he thought in confusion, looking out the window. It was already mid-March, but cold and lousy weather stubbornly held on to their positions on the street. […]
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It was late, and Pavel was the last to leave the building, just like he always was. But this time, instead of hurrying home, he stood nearby for a while, looking around while checking his watch, brows furrowed. Waiting. Suddenly, a large truck turned around a corner and approached the building …
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With all my heart I wish for you a Merry Christmas!
May your beautiful wishes come true! 💖
Last night he’d had a strange and wonderful dream … One of those dreams which seem so real they become like a true memory when you wake up from them. But surely, this was but a dream …
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He was the Spirit of the Night, and wherever he went, people had the most vivid and colorful dreams. 🔮
She was the Spirit of the Day, and where she flew, the air was filled with tender daydreams and visions. 🦋
Suddenly a movement appeared in the air, and a moment later, a huge grey web flew over the children. Olga, still passionately at work, did not notice anything and Elvira was frozen with fear. But Dima was not taken aback. He grabbed his sword and putting all the strength of his spirit into it, he chopped at the web…
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That night, a real storm brewed outside the windows. The large trees twisted and turned, and their branches banged and scraped menacingly as if trying to pry their way into the room. Worries and doubts were trying to sneak into their heads.
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The children woke in the middle of the night. There was a strange rustling sound coming from their desk. “Listen,” the girl whispered in dismay, “there’s someone there!” The boy listened for a moment, but the sounds had stopped – if they had ever been there …
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Reflections of the Heart 