Sesame
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| The test is over, and I will try to tell you who you should be wary of. If you look intently into the night sky, veiled by clouds, you can see this demon. The moon is its eye, and the fluffy shadows of the clouds are its eyelashes. It looks into your window, persistently, confidently. Sooner or later, it may come for you. |
To be honest, this is one of the creatures I never believed in.  It was too much like old fairy tales, too strange, too… But one day I met a person who went on a journey along the moonlit path. I wonder, is this your destiny too? I hope not, but for now, I will tell you a little about you, and about this creature – what I know, and may the higher powers protect me from falling into a heap of worn-out metaphors. You are one of those interesting people, trailed by an elusive aura of some kind of mystery, I would say, of a magical nature. Don't try to misunderstand me – I'm not talking about a "Hereditary fortune teller Marina will solve all your problems" from yesterday's free leaflet. Magic, as you remember, has always meant a special kind of beauty to me, indirectly related to this world, and sometimes bringing a pleasant variety to it. If you are a woman, then you are most likely charmingly beautiful (the key word is "charming," beauty comes in different forms. So, plump lips and silicone breasts are not part of this story), if you are a man, then you are slightly eccentric and sometimes ironic. I like people of this kind, as long as they don't get completely lost in their fantasies… and the demon strives for exactly that. This world sometimes seems boring and wrong to you. Fortunately, your usually strong common sense balances these ideas, preventing you from plunging into madness (and this could very well happen if your measure of empathy for the universe were higher), but when mystical, fairy-tale plots begin to unfold before your eyes, it is difficult for you to resist taking a step forward. One day, the window will open. And the moonlight pouring onto the windowsill will suddenly freeze, like amber. You will take a step, then another, and another. Every full moon, the demon sorts through its treasures. Every full moon, the small carved figurines in its hands come to life, turning into the people they once were. All night they walk along the moonlit staircase, argue, laugh, talk to each other – ghosts of what never happened. You will be there, among them. Your smile will become complete, and you will finally understand how beautiful the earth is from the height of the sky. A terrible fate. |
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if I were to nitpick, in our latitudes, the moon looks more like a boat than a ladder.
..разым двазым трызым рызым пята лата сигерь мата локом боком крюк за крюк из бульмы бульма урюк..
Знание некоторых закономерностей освобождает от изучения многих фактов.
Мечты сбываются рано или поздно, так или иначе.
Знание некоторых закономерностей освобождает от изучения многих фактов.
Мечты сбываются рано или поздно, так или иначе.