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Евгения Черногорова

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2021

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Severin

Евгения Черногорова

- Look, over there, there. Don't you remember? You and I made three houses for three wishes. And we put one in each house. And now I thought of them. There was also Pear with us. She said: - The higher you hang it, the faster the wind will take the house to the North Pole, remember? - Marfa yawned, well, it'll take it away, and what's then, my fawn. Tell me, move on. The woman sat down on the coach, it became so warm from the chimney so that she dozed off a little. Sofa continued: - And when the north wind blows away the hous...

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Vintage Watches

Евгения Черногорова

It took us a long time to get used to that gate. Blake said – Their creaking sounds like the song of a pheasant at the moment of mating. Maybe. I like old facades, large stucco, things with history, Blake is not good for that, he is good for disco bars, streets full of traffic, neon lights. We're different, but we're together. He would never support me in wanting to take apart old junk, that's a good thing. If he had been around to distract me tonight, I might have missed that box. It's the second hour of the night, it's quiet, our new house...

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Entering Eternity

Евгения Черногорова

«Entering Eternity or the Story of One Ascension.» That's what I don't like, waiting, thought Elizabeth. For a third day the girl stood over her body in utter bewilderment. - Where is this road up? The bright path to heaven? Ah, how the ignorance makes me nervous! At that moment a man appeared beside the girl. His silhouette took on a stiffness and a sharper outline than at first sight. There was something familiar about his features. Very familiar! He was dressed in the style of the nineteenth century. A tailored coat and the ubiquitous cyl...

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"Patri -Angel with a Broken Heart"

Евгения Черногорова

Submitted to Contest #131

Where the heart is… He looked for her soul. In the morning, first thing in the morning he felt whether she was there – the soul, in the afternoon he fed her and took care of her – the soul, in the evening he had her – for the soul, and at night she became himself… Andreas had always desired her, free, confident, principled. Let her remain here as his idea, his puppet. The realization did not come immediately, why? Why did he want her like this? It is an Ego with a scattering of little carnal ones. It's sweet to feed him. An ordinar...

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"The Rose of the Winds"

Евгения Черногорова

Submitted to Contest #131

A great feast is gathering at the home of Countess Anna Ivanovna Starintseva, the "Rose of the Winds" mansion. In the living room nervously walks Anna Ivanovna Starintseva - a woman of extraordinary fortitude, but at the same time a gentle and vulnerable soul. Her looks seemingly simple, but behind this simplicity lurks a mixture of passion and divine obedience, which in itself is already wonderful. She looks as if to the bone undresses a man, and stands in front of her naked soul. The color of her eyes to describe - so it pulls, swamp, to e...

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«One Cigarette City.»

Евгения Черногорова

Submitted to Contest #131

«One Cigarette City.» All you have time to do in this city is smoke one cigarette. Then your eyes will do all the talking for you. The windows here are huge eyes. They are watching you. Even James Fisher, head of the small police department, hides his fears and weaknesses deep in the bottom of his whiskey glass. His gray pupils have many answers to hundreds of questions, and he knows how to breathe with you in tact. How's that? Oooh, it can't be explained. Magnetism, charisma, a subtle hint of nature that his presence throws women in the ...

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