The light from the depths 1. Arv came out of his dark and gloomy corner for the first time that day. This happened three weeks before the Zarni massacre. His body didn't hurt any more than usual [he still had a lot of time left

Between angels and ephemerides The angel kissed me on the cheek And I felt the warmth of love, Pam, pam, pam, pam... I was sitting on the lake shore, on a bench, in the shade. I was looking at the water and humming. I will never get over this. I have a crow's voice,

THE FOG OF 14 NOVEMBER The people of the sea came to save us. They brought us each a fireproof suit and a trident. Barulles said that there would be no war and that the firemen would not dare to attack us. The harbor master

Mircea Băduţ LET'S NOT WASTE TIME (dystopia) Time travel - or temporal translation - proves to inspire brave ideas, perhaps also because the writer is often asked for an additional fantasy in describing the translation itself. But - for a

! how much I hate the city, how much I hate this city, imprisoned like the living come out of it only naked, imprisoned like the living come out of it only naked! ! for new Moldavian cities, you gave us labor and hospices, you crushed us to pieces under the trams

CULTURAL RELATIONS “Ambassador, the ship is two minutes from orbit. The command is waiting for you on deck.” The officer politely retreats and motions me to the door. I go out, in a hurry to follow the invitation. The Great Moment is approaching. Emotions churn my stomach. I would postpone the bridge to