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Iara

Early November, the last autumn month, shocked us
with heavy snow. Snowflakes were dancing slowly and I
stretched out my hand to catch some falling flakes. Soon
on my palm I had a small snowdrift that instantly shook,
stretched up and looked at me with Snezhik’s icy blue eyes.
‘Oh, Snezhik, you are back,’ I jollied . ‘I missed you so
much.’
‘Just ‘Oh’? What about ‘Hi!’ and a greeting kiss?’ said a
familiar husky snow elf’s voice.
I laughed and kissed Snezhik’s pink nose. It felt mint
cool.
‘Hi, darling, where have you been? What have you
seen? I guess you spent the summer, sitting on the snowy
caps and talking to Eversnow Flakes.’
‘Nothing of the kind.’ Snezhik smiled, showing a row
of even diamond- like teeth. ‘ I’ve flown on a short visit
to the planet of Tears.’
‘Sounds great! Who lives there? Tear drops?’
‘Not tear drops, but Iara. Beautiful Iara living in deep
sorrow.
I held my breath, previewing a new wonderful fairy
tale.
‘Snezhik, will you tell me about Iara? I’ve been missing
your stories.’

‘Alright, then listen.’ The snow elf settled down
comfortably on my shoulder and the story began.
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