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A rich imagination is not always capable of bringing benefits to a person. Sometimes he slowly goes crazy, even stopping communicating with other people for a long time. The guy understands this, but, nevertheless, he is not able to contain his fantasies. That is why he suffers from them.

As soon as I dreamed once, an incomprehensible, long chain of dreams began, the key detail of which was the presence of one person. And sometimes it’s even scary to think that some of them could be prophetic. ••• Collection of author's dreams. Sometimes there will be moments beyond them.

The main character Savisa arrives at a summer camp called "The Four Elements". In the evening, she notices a strange light coming from the forest. When she arrives, she notices a strange tree and 3 girls. Approaching the tree, it glows brighter, and the girls faint. When they woke up, they discovered that they had abilities. It came as a shock to them. Why exactly did they get these powers? They don't need a powers. Or do they?

Free-style translation of poem 'The Black Man' by Russian poet Sergey Esenin.

I just wanted to write a poem about crazy love between two girl lol

they really missed their girlfriend…

He listened to strange women reading fortunes at a county fair, and look where that got him.

Free-style translation of short poem by Russian poet Boris Ryzhy.

New Year - It's a time of wonders and magic. Even for authors;)

"You know, Kolya, on some days I think I've lost my mind. But on the other ones it seems, that nothing troubles me at all. If only the thoughts about her don't come again. It's a strange feeling - to be someone's plantain."

You are an average citizen of your country. You do not have certificates from specialized institutions. You came home. You bit off your finger.

My eyes are blindfolded with some cloth. My hands are fastened behind my back to something solid, presumably a chair, especially considering the position of my legs. The last thing I remember is walking home from my night shift at five in the morning. Then, emptiness. No cars, no people, nothing resurfaces in my memory, even after minutes of reflection. The room is cold, damp; it might be a basement or cellar. I can't hear anything. Absolute silence, penetrating to the bone.

In the shadow of the magic dome that, like an invisible hand of fate, embraced the city, life flowed slowly, like tears on glass. The streets of the city were curved like ancient dreams, covered with the dust of time. The houses rose to the sky like guardians of unspoken secrets, their facades glittering with soft light, giving the impression that in every window there is a story hidden that no one dares to tell.

In the shadow of past dreams, where the stars lay on the horizon, there lived a man whose dream eluded him like a light breath of wind in the midnight silence. Every night he went to bed like a sea of rest, but dreamed of fatigue, of the world that opened only in the arms of weightlessness of sleep.

In the dark sky of my soul, like stars whispering their secrets, a bright planet called "Destiny" flashed. Her light was reflected in my eyes, giving life meaning and filling it with unknown possibilities.

After the “death” of Soulless, things took their turn. And up to a certain point everything was fine, but then one day, when Soulless carefully went about his usual business, news came to him.

There is constant murder in the city, the news is all about this, they also talk about some “Soulless”, who received his nickname because of the cruelty of the murder, someone calls him a murderer, and someone considers him an idol, but who is he? In fact?

Kim goes on a quest to get a screwdriver (preferrably, electric) but finds something much more valuable.

Polina and Martin meet in the "Cafe on the bridge" by chance, but people who find themselves between two shores always have something to share with each other. And there are some secrets to tell each other.

Otis naively believed that after going through some rough experiences in high school, he would be able to keep his emotions under control and never do anything rash again. But his plans, as usual, come crashing down. And all it takes is one look into the blue eyes of his neighbor who lives on the other side of his dorm room wall. A wall so thin that Otis becomes a reluctant listener to Conard's wild pastime activities.Until one day, after their absurd first meeting, Otis realizes that he simply