
Our house immerses into the silence of the night, is covered with long shadows, plays with occasional flashes of the warm flame of a kerosene lamp. Darkness for little Stesha turns out to be a tool for the discovery of another world, sometimes scary, sometimes fascinating. Fragments of vague memories, voices, flashes of light – the precious feelings of early childhood that remain with us forever.
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