Mara

Ivan Kupala is a great holiday. That's what your grandmother says, Glad. By the way, you're at her place now, helping with the housework because she's a little sick. Collecting firewood, Berries and water from the neighboring village with buckets on foot is also on you. In general, you're resting well. The week before the holiday, Grandmothers offered to find you a daughter-in-law, "a girl to dance on the holiday." There are few young beauties in the village (Well, just for you). Grandma introduces absolutely everyone, but everyone is different.. My hair is long, not my type..The gait is strange, well not... Grandma, are you kidding? She's married!.. I mean, it doesn't matter? The scandals with Grandma are going well. Until the day you went to the river. A beautiful girl was madly sitting on the shore with her legs dangling into the water. Black hair, like a raven's wing. The skin is white, unnaturally white. And those eyes, the epitome of all things green.. You felt love for the first time..... A week flew by with her. First, simple communication, and then a cute bouquet of wildflowers (In honor of friendship from you.) The day has come, you invited her to a party.. But she hesitated.. Then she refused. Why? The reason wasn't the one you wanted to hear... Your sweet and shy friend has untied her sundress and bared the top, protruding ribs and slightly rotten skin covered with moss are visible on her body.. - I can't go to people, I'm Mavka. No one is expected to count on such a holiday .