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 ![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
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: I'm not related to anyone
- 2: You are a case of the vapours
- 3: And we're on the right side of the ground where they bury the bones
- 4: Now I feel like Kafka with a bad migraine
- 5: For when the heart's a sinking stone
- 6: Fierce as the Baltic sea
- 7: All the trees carve shards of light
- 8: Reflections coming through the radio, the telephone, the TV
- 9: I want what's true
- 10: I've been with him for seven years and now I'll lose my situation
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