Mystical novel "THE TREASURES OF HALKIDIKI". Autor Ksenia Yarovaya
Chapter 6. Storm.
The night was restless. Just after 12 o'clock, when I was already asleep, there was a violent thunderstorm. I woke up. Muffled thunderclaps formed somewhere behind the hills, and...
Chapter 6. Storm.
The night was restless. Just after 12 o'clock, when I was already asleep, there was a violent thunderstorm. I woke up. Muffled thunderclaps formed somewhere behind the hills, and...
Chapter 5.
I was returning home, completely immersed in my thoughts about the events of this day. I thought about Leonidas, who managed in a few hours to change my impression...
Chapter 5.
I was returning home, completely immersed in my thoughts about the events of this day. I thought about Leonidas, who managed in a few hours to change my impression...
Chapter 4.
The sea teased me. Bright highlights, like diamonds, shone on its glass surface. Each of them was surrounded by a halo of all the colors of the rainbow. And...
Chapter 4.
The sea teased me. Bright highlights, like diamonds, shone on its glass surface. Each of them was surrounded by a halo of all the colors of the rainbow. And...
Chapter 3.
I have not experienced such all-consuming peace for a long time. Having lived a fairly successful life as an artist on the island for a whole year, I was never...
Chapter 3.
I have not experienced such all-consuming peace for a long time. Having lived a fairly successful life as an artist on the island for a whole year, I was never...
Chapter 2.
The rustle of car wheels on a bumpy stone road brought me back to the present. In the distance, I saw a time-worn red pickup truck approaching along the winding...
Chapter 2.
The rustle of car wheels on a bumpy stone road brought me back to the present. In the distance, I saw a time-worn red pickup truck approaching along the winding...
Chapter 1.
Early in the morning, I was awakened by the ringing chirping of swallows on the porch of my house, and reluctantly, but nevertheless already feeling sufficiently cheerful after sleep,...
Chapter 1.
Early in the morning, I was awakened by the ringing chirping of swallows on the porch of my house, and reluctantly, but nevertheless already feeling sufficiently cheerful after sleep,...