Аннотация
This book is a result of joint activities of people all across Europe who engaged themselves in its preparation, according to their own field of specialization. Authors, designers, proof-readers and editors, all having English as a second or even a third language, have been brought together, led by one common idea - to spread the variety of European cultures in a literature product, presented in an international linguistic tool. Unfortunately, Eliza Witte and her publishing house "e-Minor" Ltd have never managed to release Volume 2, mainly due to financial reasons.
From the book:
Ventriloque
I was born in 1936, in a small town called Wooden Sights.
Such a beautiful place, such a lonely place,
With more trees than inhabitants
And one graveyard on the Eastern side.
But this silence, this wooden silence,
Is the sound of my revenge.
Who am I?
I usually come as a gift,
Wrapped in paper and red ribbons.
Ha, ha, ha!
It’s not a crime!
You don’t know what’s coming!
You don’t know, I’m the Master of destinies.
Still, I am a riddle, a puzzle of the unknown deeds,
Of the undead spirit that lives inside me and haunts,
Yes, it haunts your blood line until the last one.
That’s the curse of your family tree.
Who am I?
Grand Piano
To you,
Who liked the taste of time,
I will melt my hymns
And pour them on our ridiculous chime.
Be brave, don’t be upset.
It will all soon end,
And I’ll walk alone
Upon the grand piano
In a corner of your life.
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