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    The Snowdrops. Chapter 7.

    Chapter 7 The night and the new day When, after taking Net-net to the stables for the night, Nicklis and Dina entered the house, they heard the sounds of a violin. Dina sat down on a bench and started to untie her shoes, listening to the music with admiration. It flowed in an incessant current, as if it was played fresh, it was never written down on paper before, as if it was the music of the musician’s heart itself. The melody seemed slightly worried and at the same time quiet, it streamed quickly, and suddenly froze, flinched, waved, as if it hit a barrier, and then flowed once again…

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    The Snowdrops. Chapter 6

    Chapter 6 The Ancient Orlind Hugging Nicklis by the waist, Dina was looking around in amazement. They were riding the street of the city now, and the warm summer sun was shining upon them and heating Dina’s back. There were much more people here, than in the village where Eldar and Annuil lived, and these people were dressed much more elegantly and richly. “Well, we’re here,” said Nicklis, stopping Net-net, jumping off and helping his friend down. “We can walk along the shoreline, and then stop by a coffeeshop – drink a cup of hot chocolate. What do you think?..” “That works,” Dina noticed the long line of hitching posts,…

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    The Snowdrops. Chapter 5

    Chapter 5 Wind of Change In the morning Dina woke up with that placid and determined mood which happens when something new is about to happen. At breakfast Olga asked her: “Are you going to come back on Monday morning?”“No, in the evening of Sunday. I’ll stay there only for one night,” replied Dina, spreading butter on her toast. “Okay. Do you know Nicklis’s parents?” inquired Olga. “Yes, I’ve seen them, but it’s been a while,” said Dina. “They are very interesting, as far as I can recollect.” “Well, I’m sure you will not get bored in their company,” Olga chuckled. “Nicklis is a nice guy,” stated Igor, accidentally banging…

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    The Snowdrops. Chapter 4.

    Chapter 4 Grandma Glasha, Exams, and the Apple Tree Branches The morning was sunny, and Dina found it easy to get up quarter to seven, as usual, even though she went to bed very late last night and could not fall asleep for a while. Warm, playful, and fresh rays of sunshine flooded the room, washed with morning dew, with a short, but powerful rain in the night, and with moisty spring fog. Dina got out of bed, clicked the latch and opened the window. Tingling, pricky and fragile air of the cool May morning breathed her in the face with the aroma of blooming apple trees. Huge white flowers,…

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    The Snowdrops. Chapter 3

    Chapter 3 The Spirit of the Blue Bird When Dina opened her eyes, she knew right away that it was late, because her mom was rattling with the dishes, placing them on the table for dinner. It was probably around seven in the evening. Dina sat up, took off a soft blanket. Nicklis was gone, and it suddenly made her sad. She thought he was here, next to her all this time, but apparently not… She could hear Igor’s happy voice from the kitchen. He was telling Olga all he learned while attending a conference today. It was about all the different kinds of orchids. From his exclamations Dina learned…

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    The First Snow. Chapter 1

    “The First Snow” Chapter 1 Sudden Changes in Life Twilight thickened over the woods. The orange sky started to fade, the sun was long hidden over the horizon, and the bluish fog was crawling from underneath the crowns of the trees onto the prairies, overgrown with yellow feather grass. Every sound was clearly heard in the cold, clear and humid air of late September. But in Obifreemall’s ears there were only the howls of wolves that came from behind his back. His imagination painted scary teeth and mouths, filled with foam, prepared to snap on his neck. Out of fear Obifreemall ran even faster. His paws were getting tangled in…

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    The Snowdrops. Chapter 1

    Chapter 1 A Friend in Need Is a Friend Indeed Dina was standing on the road, in the light of the streetlight, squeezing a watch and a rumpled envelope in her hands. She was gazing with anxiety and thoughtfulness in her eyes at the stars, paled by the glare of yellow streetlights. It was a cool evening in May, and the nightingales soundly trilled in the bushes of lilac. Dina’s heart was filled with impatience and joy. Today! Today it will happen! Today she will meet her friend once again! She had not seen Nicklis in four years. Dina glanced at the letter in her hands. A few days ago,…

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    The Snowdrops. Chapter 2

    Chapter 2 Common heroism The river front was just a bumpy road, which led by the fences and houses along the shore to the docks. The water was high, and it rushed down its course in rough, muddy flows, carrying with it all kinds of spring trash. There were not many people, the river roared, and Dina felt with excitement the strength of its current. She picked up a little chip of wood and threw it into one of the dark whirlpools. The poor chip disappeared in the mighty flows of the river. “The horror,” noted Dina, not letting her eyes off the spot where it went away. “The current…