Rooftop

won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor? and when you get a taste, can you tell me what's my flavor?

The whisper of old trees announced the approaching end, and the cold wind inexorably carried away tears from people's eyes. The peaceful radiance of the strong sun was already leaving this scorched earth, leaving it in the arms of desiccated despondency.

Glases, herbs and one by one shoured swears..that's how Jakov has been spending the day at the spirit table, trying to invoke another departed. “Ruf, you should know where hi's soul!” displeasedly shouts Yakov, throwing books out of table. The girl's spirit wasn't in the least encouraging. “I don’t know, Jakov, I don’t know! I don't see him after a death! ” she fold her arms over the chest. “ I'm just as worried as you are... Where can he be? ” Meanwhile, a ginger cat is simply wagging

She comes to that clearing again and again. Every time life becomes unbearably hard, peace lies among the unmarked graves. There are no names or dates, but she knows who is buried there. Today, life has become unbearably hard again...

They've been looking at each other for longer than necessary for a long time now. Longer than they look at friends or family members. Immersed in their own thoughts and experiences, no one notices or attaches any importance to the warmth spreading inside. And then... the evening after the birthday celebration, the roof of the loft they inhabit, and... a conversation that should have happened long ago.

A modern girl, a child of the age of sarcasm, cynicism, and memes, accidentally finds herself in a real medieval setting at the height of religious wars. But Anzhelika isn’t one to despair, and by the way, now the noble Sultan Salah ad-Din, who has intrigued her since her school years, is very close by...

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Her training as an enchantress is not even half complete. Her job is to kill monsters. She travels alone in a barbarian land, recently conquered by her compatriots. Her path does not promise to be easy, but she does not intend to retreat.

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