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Viche 2013 №15

№15, 2013

In the country of beverages

… The path zigzagged among beeches with greenish trunks covered with hard knags. Their crowns closed the sky and above, though the daylight twinkled, it was difficult to define where the sun is and what kind of it is. It was gloomily and silently in a mountainous forest. But here was one glade passed, the second one, mossy boulders enmeshed by blackberry loops, bent, tortuous by the wind trunks, wind-fallen tree surrounded by toadstools and the forest is finally behind. The shedding begins, hilly sulphur slopes with the inclusion of fanged stones. Some of them further become bigger and bigger, become look like bastions of fortress that prop up the sky.

Volodymyr SUPRUNENKO