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двома стінами Behind Two Walls
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двома стінами Behind Two Walls
In the middle of the night | The sky is falling
Sirens ring in my ears | Morning light breaks down
Ghostly peace | But your eyes brim with tears
Bold missiles | Draw a border between
Life and slavery
Bright comets | Leave ashes of
Wishes outside the window
Abandoned moon | Peeks into the black
Pupils of broken homes | Lights are like stars
Burning with pain of | Forgotten hearts
My fear is my support | It’s spring already
Though it snowed yesterday
I hide quickly | A crippled soul
Behind two walls | That no one will move
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AUDIOBOOK EXCERPT, CHAPTER ONE
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THE MARIUPOL DANCE SCHOOL
It was a blue-sky morning for the students of Mariupol’s Dance School. Everyone was eager to get to their classes and prepare for the school’s recital of The Winter’s Tale. Two of the older students, Olya and Olena, did their warmups together before class, just like they always did.
“I wish I could have played the princess,” Olya sighed.
“Not me,” Olena giggled. “I like being a shepherdess!”
Their teacher arrived right on time and the whole class paid close attention. There was only one week left until the performance and there was still a lot of work to be done. Class began, and they went through the choreography they knew by heart. The students remembered every detail, but still the teacher shook his head when they finished. “You’re each dancing as if you’re alone,” he said to them. “It won’t matter how beautifully you dance if you don’t dance with one another.”
The dancers listened to what he said, and when they danced again their movements became smoother and smoother, until they danced with unified grace. Their teacher smiled, and the class felt proud by the end of their time together. They were paying such close attention to dancing that the class was over before they even realized it. Olena and Olya were the last students to leave.
There was a rumble of thunder in the distance as they picked up their bags, but they noticed through the studio windows that the sky was clear blue, without a cloud. “That’s weird,” said Olya, looking out across the school campus and towards the city. She looked down at the street and she was surprised to see military tanks and unfamiliar soldiers approaching. They heard the rumbling sound again, and then louder. This time, the room shook with loud booms and the booming noise didn’t stop.
Olena grabbed Olya and pulled her away from the window. When they looked back, a cloud of fire and dust rose up from the walls of the apartment building across the road, which was being destroyed before their very eyes
“What’s happening?” Olya shouted. Both girls were frightened and confused, but too stunned to move. Suddenly, they each felt a firm hand grasp their wrists and they were pulled toward the stairs.
“This way!” shouted their teacher, who had come back to bring them to safety.
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