Time

In a small village, far from dingy anomaly called “town”, there was an abnormal place. Some people may call it a museum, some will add an “open-air” phrase to it, but the author would rather call it “White Orchard”, because it was reminding him one fictitious place. There were 3 cottages, 2 windmills and 3 mysterious quasi-statues. All of these objects were surrounded by the nature. Nothing special, to be honest, but dear bystander laying down on the field and closing your eyes would make you fall deeply asleep. There were no villains, prowling to slit your throat, but the place’s aura was peaceful and harmonic. You could hear the sound of trees, whisper of wind, and even sounds of the local fauna. Perfect place to escape from big town. Keep that thought in mind cause I will come back to it at the end of the story.

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