Chapter 24
Nine streets of the abandoned city were covered with leaves and silence, and the sky above them was cloudy and calm. The familiar metallic taste settled on my lips like a kiss of an old friend. A pack of big dogs looked at me with hopeful eyes and in turn stuck their cold noses in my palms. The first wet, uncertain snow was falling on my way home. The road closed or wrapped in a new circle... Never mind... I warmed my body with an ice-cold broken bed on the second floor of a house with perfectly clear window panes.
They called me Era. However, I distinctly remember how Mom kissed both cheeks of her ‘little Emilia’ every morning.
The End…
