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The Christian story: the Exit is!

| IN VICTORY, a hot

She has decided to make it today – to rush under an electric train. Yes, it was for it (her) a unique exit. All other ways it (she) has already tried: doctors, grandmas-znaharhi, hospital – helped nothing. … to It (Her) all became worse than anything, it (she) fell all more low. Though unless it is possible even more low? It (She) and so was in the very bottom. More low, unless a hell. But, if there is on the earth a hell, she she already was its (his) captive thought. All its (her) interior burnt, demanding next...>>

Do not kill!

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, December 2007

fast step came nearer to club. The night city sparkled bright lamps, blinked small lamps, enticed mysterious, only nights a known life. Near an input (entrance) in club youth; the laughter and floor-mats shook silence of a sleeping city. Evening, to be exact night, promised to be interesting. - necessarily today come, - invited by phone. – I such will show to you … will begin to rock. - you about what, the old man? - Has not understood. - Come, you will see. I will open those...>>

Wreck

| IN VICTORY, November 2007

Huge storm waves ruthlessly threw here and there, a door of the big case on which the person laid. It (He) convulsively clung to this piece of a tree, resisting to the raged elements which in every way tried to bury him at the bottom of the sea. The panic overflowed its (his) heart and reason. Every time when him covered with a wave, it (he) in horror thought, that will go to a bottom, but it was possible to it (him) to be kept by improbable efforts afloat. Completely exhausted...>>

DOOR to a solstice

The Christian story

| IN VICTORY, October 2007

The Moscow which chilled and has iced over, met us grey tones pre-dawn smokes. Last hour we assiduously twisted pedals not only because fuel has come to an end, on a smell similar is faster with kerosene, than with solar oil that use presently, but still to us was intolerably cold. Planting was almost soft if to consider, what to land to us it was necessary on the frozen river. Even after wheels have concerned ice, us still bore (carried) on it (him) almost pair...>>

WAY

Trilogy part "Adventure "

| IN VICTORY, September 2007

on a hillock, has stopped and has looked downwards. The small small chapel, and near to it (her) an apiary, a garden and a small (little) small house of old man Shaledana was from here well visible. veins alone, it was fed with a kitchen garden and an apiary and kept in order a small chapel. Except, almost nobody helped it (him). were interested more in a terrestrial life, than heavens, and seldom visited the attendant of heavens — unless only when beat suddenly on a strong grief or too...>>

The big heart

The Christian story

| IN VICTORY, August 2007

It was for a long time, and can be and not so. Can three hundred, can two hundred years ago. In one city of veins very rich person. He lived almost one in the big beautiful house surrounded with a fine formal garden. Except it (him) in the right wing of the house there lived the butler playing simultaneously a role of the gardener, and the servant which cleaned (removed) in the house and prepared. Very rich person was a little unsociable. Its (His) children have already grown for a long time and have parted, and the wife some years...>>

Open eyes

| IN VICTORY, July 2007

I have not had time to wash up ware after a supper as phone has rung out. " ", - I have guessed and have more conveniently taken seat in an armchair – about five-minute conversation there was nothing and to hope. After recent divorce with husband Mashka called to me every evening because it was necessary for it (her) to share with somebody next "troubles". "That this time?" - I wished to ask directly, lifting the receiver, but instead a voice have "with astonishment told: -.>>

Song ravens

| IN VICTORY, June 2007

Very long time ago … Is not present, not so! The Vein-was … Is not present, there lived-was a raven … Is not present, all the same, apparently, a raven … Listen, do not spin! Allow to recollect!. Or nevertheless a raven?. You will stir (prevent) to me still for a long time?! I speak: a raven, means, IN-RO TH! And all! Also do not interrupt, and that again all I will forget. … means so … about what we spoke it? Ah yes, a raven! That further, that further!? I do not know! Simply lived a raven. Black such or grey, I do not remember precisely. Where, where a vein … Known business, in wood,...>>

The pilgrim

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, May 2007

— And tell any history! — children ask me. I look round exactingly expecting persons (faces) of boys and little girls. — it is good, listen. It happens, when I still served in... The rain Solid wall separated me from an input (entrance) in a canyon. And still it is a lot of days of a way from the only thing on. It is necessary to tell, that this rain pleased me more likely, than afflicted, giving the chance to my poor stocks of fresh water. The canyon cut to a forge (bugle)...>>

Piece of coal

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, April 2007

All anything, the Piece of coal, — spoke Is brisk grown bolder black as a brand to a puppy, — yes only mum for what will not allow you to leave. Also was not mistaken. The storm which has burst during the lunchtime has taken away last hope of possible (probable) heat and a piece of bread for a lop-eared Piece of coal. Hardly having collected a portfolio and having picked up on hands of a puppy, the boy with tears has taken off from the house. It is brisk, red-haired, this year studied in the second change. — I do not understand, — it (he) squelched a nose, — after all we with...>>

As I was an angel

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, March 2007

— And well, clean (remove) the socks with a table, instead of that I will break yours a neck!!! So picturesque remark which has reached from next number, has immediately drawn my attention. As the voice was female, not drunk and not smoked. " " (goddam) means, literally, "the God damned". This such curse, not obscene, but nevertheless in a decent society undesirable, and for Christians so in general... In next number...>>

Sunday

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, February 2007

To wake up it would not be desirable absolutely. However, the terrible stench was stronger than my sweet dream. The chop Perhaps thrown at bed. Here that the wife means has left for three days. A useless bachelor from me. Anything, I will rise and I will clean (remove) … But even thought that it is necessary to open eyes and to stamp in a shower, was for me terrible. Well, tell, please, why I in the day off should rise and creep somewhere in such wound … the Alarm clock again has reminded of that,...>>

Paramidge

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, January 2007

— A paramidge? Yes who does not know it (him)? — Woman Efrosinja was surprised. — it is final! At us he lived. in be in that house at small river. It (Him), that small house, was to break gathered, a place did not occupy (borrow), and see, has fitted., mine? I the grandma old, deaf! ask. And, why veins, ? Where has left? Yes as where? It (He) has not left. Even has died last autumn, hapless ours... About, speak about my owner...>>

Network of a devil

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, December 2006

Service as Dan in first ten has left (abandoned) a church building has hardly ended. All was as always: and the sermon like anything, and glorification, and "the Spirit Divine rushed over numbers (rows)", but … its (his) House was waited by (with) the neoterminated "toy" new, absolutely amazing, unlike all previous (last). With improbable work Dan has passed (has taken place) three stages, and if not in church this morning... ! The head broke up from sleepless night, on the sermon he hardly has not fallen asleep, and only on...>>

Shaggy happiness

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, November 2006

Whether modern stories begin with words "lived-were"? Is not present, probably, do not begin. It has got out of fashion for a long time and began to decline to a dream of our greedy reader to "action". Now in a course the stutters of a machine gun opening doors in new fascinating history. And after all how many fine instructive narrations began with these words... We will begin our story with words "lived-were", in spite of the fact that our narration at all a fairy tale, and...>>

Conductor

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, October 2006

Quickly going down on steps, I was painfully kicked about a handrail. It has even more angered me, and in an attack of furiousness I have tried to revenge a handrail, having kicked them from all force. I have tried to enclose (invest) all rage and irritation in this blow. The awful roar has swept on the falling asleep (filling up) house. Trying not to notice the shouts of the wife calling (urging) me to return, at last I have run out from an entrance, strongly having knocked an entrance door at last. Having appeared in the street, I...>>

Simple human life

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, September 2006

I sat on sandy coast and wrote. From the sea of barrels a cold wind, rumpling in my hands sheets of paper. I have pulled out them from the old shabby notebook which what for dragged with itself everywhere. Never it (he) was useful to me. And here now... Having finished (stopped), I have taken out handcuffs from a waterproof package and have put there the leaves used up by me curtailed (turned) into a hard roll. — a floor! — the voice was heard from above. I have lifted a head and have seen at top of breakage a figure ours...>>

"Parquet", or "does not cover"

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, August 2006

Again I recalculated familiar cages of a parquet. Fermentation (Unrest) backwards-forward on a corridor rather has bothered, and to a hall to go it would not be desirable. From time to time therefrom it was heard " !" On a shower (soul) it was sad if not to tell melancholy … Why? It is difficult to give the unequivocal answer though unless in my life there is something unequivocal?. … already a solid hour I wandered on a church corridor, all more deeply and more deeply plunging in the thoughts that all the same with me a prooutcome...>>

The bewitched bracelet

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, July 2006

has swept in a chapel a floor, has replaced burnt down candles, has poured fresh water in a bowl for lavabo and with a deep sigh has sat down on a threshold. All it was so boringly... Who as it has bothered him would Know. Yesterday's water was still pure, quite would descend (go), but, the priest and to hear has not wanted leaving it (her) in a bowl for one day. It was symbolical", as well as in general all here. Candles represented a pray, lavabo symbolised clarification...>>

On war, as on war

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, June 2006

The deaf blow mixed with a crash of a bone was heard, — the guy so has strongly pulled sideways, that it (he) has crashed down on the earth. The terrible burning pain has spread from the left shoulder on all body. Terrible whistle then deafening explosion from which the earth has moaned nearby was distributed was audible, and the guy sprinkled with the earth. The stutter of a machine gun was heard, and he has heard not that a cry, not that loud, full of a pain and fear, and has seen, how the blood-stained body of the soldier has fallen in...>>

Window

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, May 2006

Four white walls and two inconvenient beds with two white bedside tables on which someone's diligent hand has deduced (removed) hospital number. A smell of the medicines, a sick body, a disinfectant and gloomy, carelessly smearing this means, on the floor jammed (rubbed clean) from time. The pain and trouble smell, apparently, gets through a nose and a skin in you. And after when you leave this monastery of grief, the misfortune smell still accompanies you, as...>>

Since Thursday on Friday

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, April 2006

I have died in the night from Thursday to Friday. Simply so, without any tortures. Probably, doctors will tell to my relatives that I have died of cardiac arrest. And can, will find more scientific, medical words for an explanation. It does not change an essence. I have died. More precisely, in what I was has died. A body. And I, I — such what is actually, without fashionable clothes, without a gold chain with a dagger on a neck, even without a hairdress (though, and during lifetime, not strongly it (she) at me was)...>>

Stars in boots

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, March 2006

Again I will be late … Probably, my wife in something of the right when says, that I always sit down in a departing train. In direct and figurative sense. Today in direct, — I thought, unsuccessfully trying to catch a taxi. — and why the taxi always is too much only when I in it (him) do not require? These philosophical reflexions occupied (borrowed) me while I rushed about under the Prospectus of the Victory and counted up in mind the remained money. Will suffice, will not suffice? No, you do not think, I not...>>

The second chance

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, February 2006

Phone rang tirelessly. Its (His) sharp sound as if split in two and without that the exhausted head. — yes that is necessary to you? — I have shouted, sharply sufficing a tube. — I knew, that you houses, — from a tube the familiar voice was distributed. It was Alexey — my old friend. We need to meet and, it is desirable, today. — I do not wish anybody to see. Especially, today. The tube with a roar has fallen on the place. and swearing, I have again fallen on a bed. Not...>>

Children's heart

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, December 2005

There was a frosty Christmas morning. The bright winter sun the fresh, recently dropped out snow. On streets happy married couples walked, conducting for hands of same happy ruddy children. Each of them already has had time to eat the Christmas pie, and now, someone hurried up on a visit, and someone simply wished to sit in silent, cosy cafe in a circle of the family. To Eric recently it was executed four years, and he felt very adult, driving on the daddy's...>>

Life for rent

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, November 2005

Having woken up as if from a push, he has sharply half-risen. Though the dim purple-red sun already hung over the horizon, the second part of a sky remained dark, and on it (her) the large quantity of stars still flickered. The stupid pain, appear, was present at all its (his) body. Besides an armour in which it (he) has been compelled (forced) to sleep, created far not comfortable sensation, and the certain share of aching bruises was on their account. Slowly rising to the feet, he has understood, that...>>

Without the right to an error (a mistake)

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, October 2005

Most of all I did not want, that right now there was a rain. But it (he) went. And not simply went, and poured as from a bucket. All windshield has been filled in by water, unfortunate "yard keepers" could not cope with such pressure of water. Through a wall of a rain and the filled in glass the line hardly differed, and I have already reduced speed to 60 km at an o'clock. To go on such speed it became somehow absolutely sad, and at own risk I have pressed on a gas pedal. The arrow of a speedometer slowly, has spread in...>>

Attempt

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, September 2005

She ran very much. Sometimes it (she) fell. Its (Her) knees have been broken, from wounds blood exuded, flowing down on feet. The insuperable horror drove it (her) forward. It (She) remembered these ominous canines filled with hatred of an eye and a suffocating stench from a mouth of a monster, attempting on the most native and the most expensive, that at it (her) is. Far behind there was a habitual world, a civilisation. Round it (her) on many kilometres the desert laid. It is surprising, as it (she) could run such...>>

Dark blue envelope

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, August 2005

This morning differed nothing from other same similar against each other in not so already various life the Grant. It (She) has risen, has washed the ware left since evening and has examined the old small house. The furniture has decayed for a long time, and walls, appear, grieved behind fresh repair. But, unfortunately, modest means did not allow to meet their desire. Here and now she with disgust has glanced in a purse in which laid yesterday discounted...>>

To whom is the son necessary?

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, July 2005

- Remarkable acquisition! – the father to the son Tedu has told enthusiastically, leaving from an antique shop. Behind them there were two messengers and bore (carried) the big picture turned in a paper. It was written by any little-known French artist, and its (her) value consisted that it has been written to Renaissance. These people – the father and the son, were known collectors. They put (invested) all considerable means in pictures. Cloths entered into their collection...>>

Starfishes

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, June 2004

The big heavy steamship slowly crept on the great river Nile, revolting quiet waters and leaving after itself a brown foamy trace. Paul and Marina, having embraced, stood on a forage (stern), observing how the southern sun is stolen to horizon. The easy breeze recently burning not less this flaring sphere, now, as-as if dispersed sticking heat, calming and cooling the excited bodies of tired travellers. — have come! – has begun to clap for pleasure in...>>

Milk glass

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, March 2004

There was a strong autumn rain. The big heavy drops, falling on a wet roadway, splashed on huge grey pools and struck on already started to fall down to the turned yellow leaves of trees. Even these which have got used by a bad weather, the big maples, appear, small shivered, with envy looking in cosy shone windows of houses standing (costing) nearby. In the street it was deserted. Only near one house from an open-air cage all got wet big St. Bernard sadly looked out. The dog looked at road, about...>>

Call

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, January 2004

kind hour laid in a bed, being at war, with itself and trying to force to fall asleep. It was a condition unusual to me, after all considering my loading on work, I already very long time ago did not suffer a sleeplessness: as soon as my head felt a pillow, I "failed" at once. But today the dream diligently avoided me. I have already tried all known ways, helping to fall asleep, and even have thought up a little the, but all was vain. On...>>

Empty chair

The Christian art story

| IN VICTORY, October 2003

finished the Sunday sermon when has seen how into a hall has entered and the young woman has timidly sat down on a back row. Her face looked sad, and the round-shouldered back spoke about the problems which weight its (her) fragile shoulders could not take out. Having peered more attentively, I have hardly learnt (have hardly found out) in it (her) the former parishioner of my church – once very beautiful sister Kell. Several years ago it (she) on, also has come to the Christ together with the father. It (Her)...>>

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