Merry Christmas! I slept almost nine hours. I do not participate in Yuletide, but I consider myself to have received gifts this year nonetheless because at the request of
reconditarmonia, not one but two persons unknown wrote fic for my story "Where the Sky Is Silver and the Earth Is Brass": "The Cloud Mirror" and "The Fire and the Place in the Forest." Demons and Jewish partisans ahoy! And romance, sometimes, in among the bullets and birch trees.
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- 1: My dream house is a negative space of rock
- 2: Your spirit watched me up the stairs
- 3: No, I'll build a cute flower border
- 4: If you don't want the death of the party after I'm gone, sing one for me
- 5: Life, a series of memorials and signals
- 6: Once you've gone, remains the question, baby
- 7: Does everybody know he's a ghost?
- 8: Broken like the earth or a name for a first love or a lesson in shame
- 9: I want to show you all the versions of myself
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