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Fairy and Prince have long stood back to us.
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Those who got them burned wildly, screaming from inhuman pain.
The rest, dispersed, took the fight with the defenders of the fairy forest.
They were not up to us yet.
But I knew that the number is not equal, when the defenders will be dealt with, our turn will come.
But our turn has not come.
The fear of death forced the future ruler of the universe to transfer us to another World.
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She did not know about her mission.
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It was the Philharmonic’s subscription, on which I could attend several evenings devoted to piano music.
The program of the concerts included works by Schumann, Rachmaninoff, Hindemith, Prokofiev and others, performed by artists whose names told me little.
Of course, I thanked my friends for such a sincere concern for my musical education, but I did not intend to “form” in this way.
I remembered about him on a rainy autumn day, when my vitality after a break with my passion was experiencing a deep crisis and needed an emotional shake.
That evening, the program was listed Rachmaninoff.
After some hesitation, dressed in a strict dark blue suit, after half an hour I looked at the audience with interest, sitting in the last row of the stalls.
The Kremlin concert hall in those times of stagnation was usually used by party members for their countless conferences, plenums, and meetings.
And only on rare days, strictly painted a year in advance, the hall was given under “musical evenings.”
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There were a few figures worthy of attention, although a few fat-faced people did not have time to make me bored.
The audience, the interest in which I have already faded away, meanwhile, filled the hall.
On a brightly lit stage, a white grand piano stood alone, from my perspective resembling a stomping horse.
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On her monumental bust, which was ahead of its owner, probably half a length of body, could put, as the Americans say, a glass of whiskey.
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