@varda42OnNoiseApp 22 November 2022

SHORT STORY People like to live in a crowd, because there only nuances are involved. Someone has two crumbs more, someone one less, and that's your... Well, my brother was different. He loved heights! What does it cost - yes it costs! And he trudged along difficult paths and paths, fell into the abyss (4 times), broke his collarbone and upper arm, got a thorn in his eye... oh, God forbid! And he reached the top, and he achieved his wish. Many years have passed since I haven't seen him, when - a letter arrives! It was brought by a carrier pigeon. And in the letter he writes: "Dear brother, living in the clouds is not what I thought it was. There is caviar and champagne, there is also bird's milk, but - no birds! There are no songs, jokes, arguments, disagreements... just ominous silence! One condor is constantly flying above my head... just waiting for me to bow down, fall, and bite me to the bone - alive! Well, that's the truth about me. And you read this letter, then tear it up. I wouldn't want anyone to know anything about me. Your brother loves you. I was alive."