At Easter, Viktoriia decorates eggs when she returns home. She gets a special feeling of unity with Nature. Outdoors, in the steppe, when the wind is tickling her neck, her degree of trust increases! The wind is whispering so lulling and the earth is singing along with him. She feels at ease, when suddenly, a handsome man, wearing a wreath of flowers, draws nearer and invite her to waltz around.
By Viktoriia KLYMENKO, Ukrainia
Folk tales (rejuvenated lore and legends/myths)
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