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Here in Abkhazia, if they find black obsidian, they certainly split, considering it diabolical. Once I found such a stone and left it to myself. I picked it up, wiped my hollow shirt from the dirt and looked at the sun like bottle glass. It was black, shiny, like fertile "fat" earth, and when the sun's rays penetrated the heart of the stone, I saw two stripes resembling golden sand. And so it stood for a long time until my older brother called me out.

Books rot or burn, and the stones and metal that exist eternally, will survive the millennia as assure us of a pyramid.

Valley overgrown with trees and grass, but the red-brown basalt dominated greens. She grew up here, not because were here to grow - and because the stone did not care about these pathetic attempts of life to cling to his greatness.

- Bought me a gift?
The new wire. New stone the same frame.
- Don't be so thrilled not to propose.
Okay. Because I'm taking it back when done.