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Submitted to Contest #61
The girl sang in the Church choir. Her voice lulled and soothed everyone present. The Church was filled with a dope of sweet sadness and longing. The audience seems to have been transported from the 21st century to many years or even centuries ago. It seemed that in a little while the doors would swing open to admit the distinguished ladies in fur coats and their gentlemen. But as the minutes passed, as if in a haze, vague images of events that had not occurred flew by, and still there were no ladies. And the disappointment of this burned th...
Submitted to Contest #60
And in the spring something strange began. Anya's grandmother, who had lived in the village all her life, told her that something had changed. Anya brushed aside all these conversations that, say, the birds no longer sing in that grove near the pond, which as a child inspired her incomprehensible longing. She didn't often hear birds singing in the city either, so should she worry about that now? It was only five years after these words from her grandmother, when there was no longer any grandmother, no birds, no understanding of how to live o...
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