Read me

GOOD MORNING! PARDON me for waking you up at this hour, it must be around four, it’s pitch black, if you want to sleep some more, I’ve got nothing against that, I’m not even asking you to open your eyes, let alone start making coffee, sleep snugly and listen to me, I almost wish I could reach you, for a little while, for a few moments, to see the city swathed in mist, that green, yellow, blue, chimerical mist, but ultimately still mist, the same mist as here; look, certain things are beginning to dawn on me...

Iar dimineata vor veni rusii
Proza cu amanuntul
In tara lui Dumnezeu
Theodosie cel Mic
Noua proze vechi. Fictiuni ilicite
parteneri parteneri parteneri parteneri

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