Hello! Here are my ongoing stories and recent updates)) Hope you'll enjoy reading!
~Zarya is standing behind me hastily wrapped in a white towel. Having just got out of the bath, her body is glowing and emitting warmth. The bathroom door stands open, and the chamber feels like a pine forest after a soft summer rain. Her wet curly locks are falling on her shoulders; one naughty coil of hair is covering her orange eye and crossing a cheek. Here and there tiny dewdrops are seen on her olive skin. One drop of water falls from her ringlet and stays on her upper lip. I have a strange desire to brush it slightly with the tip of my finger~
When the main character, a dreamy postgraduate student, meets two strangers at the bus stop, her simple and boring life in a provincial town turns upside down. The girl is not sure being in her right mind thus sets off to her home town to assuage doubts and find out the truth about her past.
~Doris looked straight into my eyes and gently touched my cheek. She was so close; I felt her trembling or maybe it was me? I could clearly see her glowing scales and ammonite shell ears. A fairytale was too real~
From three different points of view "FAIRYTALES FOR A HUMAN" tells you a story about a human, a dryad and a mermaid who happened to know each other and had to deal with their differences.
Marina is a creative and imaginative young woman who has just graduated from the university and now jobless, indecisive, and single. She faces the world of magical creatures that is beyond her understanding. Being not ready to accept and embrace it immediately, she is trying to search her heart and see if she can be with one of the creatures.
A young peasant decides to check on her father who has not come home from work. Her husband-to-be and a younger sister join the girl on her evening stroll.
~ I raise my head from my sewing. My fingers are tired and pricked. I have been sweating over a traditional wedding shirt for my husband-to-be for hours. I’m not very good at it, for my red embroidered sirins look like pop-eyed hens ~
~ Billy is already in bed covered in her blanket like a butterfly kell.
"Switch off the light! Or are you going to stay like a monument in the middle of the room all night long?" I can hear the distinct irritation in her voice.
I want to tell her something smart in turn. But I'm really like a frozen statue: so silly to make up a good line. I delay for a couple of seconds and don't turn the light off immediately to get on my sister's nerves in revenge. ~