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A Story                                                           (A story) They cut the wild nut tree in the forest. After they cut the branches off it, they shaved its trunk on a planing machine. They made doors and windows from the pieces of plank. The workers loaded the wooden materials onto the

Stories for children by Arkady Averchenko. Translated by Alina Moseykina. When the teacher had dictated the problem out loud, everyone had written it down and the teacher, pulling out his watches, had announced that twenty minutes are granted for solving the problem, Simon Pantaliky scratched his ro

Algimantas Romanauskas. Prologue Prologue (15 years ago) I Artūras loved to do his girlfriend from behind as she was standing leaning against the closet. Her breasts would seductively flatten themselves against the mirror, and their breath would fog the door, creating the impression of them being in

For those of you who do not know – or may have forgotten – I would like to describe a place called “Albion”. There is no country of that name in the modern world; it cannot be found on modern maps. Rather, Albion is an ancient name for Britain, that island comprised of the modern nations of England,

I know that You Are And want me to be – The Word of Your lips And the light of Your heart. The rain of God over the rivers – A transforming Truth.The  relentlessly dissolving time In the seconds of everyday life is running out. Both – hope and loneliness – hold The feather of angel – divine hand. Si