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It was surprisingly quiet today in the Hall of Destinies.However, “today” would be insufficiently exact term for the description of time&r..
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We are no longer the ones we used to be. Our past burned in the flame of self-rebirth, leaving the place for the Now, which has become a bridge to the..
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By a road, made of black stone blocks, along with the anthem, coming from a loudhailer of the accompanying armored personnel carrier, accurately measu..
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Once upon a time, the Fool was traveling by a long journey of life, carrying on his hunched back a backpack which was filled with Nonsense. Somehow in..
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One day this will happen.Your prince on a white horse will once come to you, though you will not hear him. You will not notice him in the human crowd,..
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Education... what a strange word! A formation of all imaginable images in human minds and souls. An ideal system of formation of the man sleeping, the..
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Long, infinitely long ago there were these wondrous events taking place, of which we would tell you further. Probably, no one from all living on this ..
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One day you will awake, and your former world will die for you forever. It will thaw in beams of the morning sun of new day, it will disappear like ni..
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Vasily squatted under a doorway canopy, diligently hiding his face from a pouring rain. Drops of rain drummed on his head, rolled up under his clothes..
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Small nomadic tribe. Hunting and living, living and hunting on each new terrestrial haven. But they were short - for the vastness of steppes awaited t..
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