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Dear readers, you have 4 stories. You are given to choose the best of them. Please do not rush to read one, comprehend, write a comment, review, or just a couple of words you liked the story or not. Then the next one. And already in the hotel room you will appreciate all the stories, as it will be more convenient for you. I will simply ignore the same assessment for all the stories. Wins the story that will score a large amount of points here and on the forum ST
According to the covenant of the Major Arcana or bet with a maniac
Jumping out ...
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According to the covenant of the Major Arcana or bet with a maniac
Jumping out ...
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The world has changed, the world has gone mad. This happened gradually, but steadily. However, after the creation of the first virtual worlds, the entertainment market simply drowned in incredible incomes and prospects. But the games did not end there - many institutions transferred their work to the virtual space to save money on the premises and provide employees, transferring almost any business not related to physical labor to “remote in virtual machine”. Over time, gaming and office virtuality ...
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A series of stories with fictional characters and events representing my inner world and attempts to comprehend and demonstrate different facets of character. Perhaps someone they seem interesting.
A cold, prickly wind rushes and slaps my face in the face, flies up and tears dry yellow birch leaves, plays with it in the air and, like a boring toy, throws it into a black dirty puddle, in which a fence of metal rods and upper windows is reflected in a colorless movie one of the buildings ...
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A cold, prickly wind rushes and slaps my face in the face, flies up and tears dry yellow birch leaves, plays with it in the air and, like a boring toy, throws it into a black dirty puddle, in which a fence of metal rods and upper windows is reflected in a colorless movie one of the buildings ...
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Isabelle knew that she was in a dream, that she was sleeping, that what she really was dreaming about. Deep and incredibly realistic sleep. She just slept and in her sleep fled through the forest, thick, overgrown with branches of clumsy mutilated and scary thick-rooted trees.
Isabel was confused by a nightie about thick, seemingly alive branches sticking to the side and ran forward without knowing where. But somewhere she was attracted by the incomprehensible girl desire that was tempted in that dream. The desire to see the promised meeting soon. She fled to ...
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Isabel was confused by a nightie about thick, seemingly alive branches sticking to the side and ran forward without knowing where. But somewhere she was attracted by the incomprehensible girl desire that was tempted in that dream. The desire to see the promised meeting soon. She fled to ...
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The moon hung heavily over the black wall of the forest. Silver illuminated wormwood, wormwood swaying in the wind. Two figures stood out on it: one made its way through the willow cage, the other, holding onto the sleeve of the companion, was dragged along.
Sounds carried to the river, but Spark heard fragments of voices, grass rustling.
He looked thoughtfully at the girls, chewing a bitter blade of grass. - You will not be sorry? - came the resounding metallic voice, diluted with the tinkling of a barmitsa. - Or again what ...
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Sounds carried to the river, but Spark heard fragments of voices, grass rustling.
He looked thoughtfully at the girls, chewing a bitter blade of grass. - You will not be sorry? - came the resounding metallic voice, diluted with the tinkling of a barmitsa. - Or again what ...
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Jason Conor slumped his fist on the table, staring at the dark computer monitor. - Maaaam! He shouted irritably.
There was no answer. Squeezing his lips into an evil lane, he rose from his chair and walked to the door. He straightened his noseglasses and ran his hand through his thick, bushy hair. Sliding the latch, he opened the door, on which was a large inscription "The Captain's Cabin." - Mama! He shouted again, looking into the stairwell.
- I don't want to hear anything Jason ...
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There was no answer. Squeezing his lips into an evil lane, he rose from his chair and walked to the door. He straightened his noseglasses and ran his hand through his thick, bushy hair. Sliding the latch, he opened the door, on which was a large inscription "The Captain's Cabin." - Mama! He shouted again, looking into the stairwell.
- I don't want to hear anything Jason ...
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