Collection of mysticism. + author’s biography including essays about books. Tsvetana Alеkhina

us clean up the territory for the winter. Everything should be clean here. This garden is especially beautiful in winter. It is always snowing here. These are ice palaces. In the garden, there was not significant garbage, brushwood from a burnt fire, some sawdust, branches from a Christmas tree. Perhaps it was garbage from some holiday, or a ritual not long ago, but I also understood that all this was removed at the click of two fingers, and now it was actually a service, or, more simply, humiliation for such uninvited guests like us.

      I sighed heavily, and wanted to join the cleaning, but one of the ghosts stopped me, saying that she would separate us, and we would not see each other again. I sighed even harder. What should I do? I thought. There must be some way out. Yes, it was much easier last time.

      – Last time, you were not so in love. I looked around, I recognized that ghost by his eyes when I fell into the abyss. – Love works wonders.

      – Tell me, what should I do?

      – I would like to, but I cannot. The punishment is too severe. The spirit circled over me and disappeared.

      – It looks like everyone here is mocking me. I got angry and knocked over a decrepit wooden table on which there were wooden dishes. One of the cups flew off, a small part of the remaining contents poured out on Natasha, and she suddenly disappeared. I was dumbfounded, and my legs gave way. She disappeared, of course. Suddenly someone took my hand and squeezed it tightly. I realized it was she. Warmth ran through my body, and I instantly found peace.

      – Go ahead. She said softly. I began to leave unnoticeably. With joy, I listened to her in everything, forgetting about the consequences, and the little things that needed to be thought through. My unexpected joy failed me. We have come to the precipice where we have all gotten into so much trouble. In addition, I completely forgot that the effect of this drink ends quickly, and Natasha became visible. I was confused, took her hand.

      – I will not let you go.

      – I am not leaving without my brother. He can be saved.

      – How?