School Textbook by Khystyna Stepanenko

Chapter 1. Breakfast.

The Cloud and the Land by Diana Lisohub

 – We can tuurn lead intoo gold!

The Amazon’s Mirror by Halyna Kunashuk

'Oh Dear, what has happened?'

Desire by Yehor Boichenko

It happened a long time ago.

Fairy Tale by Liubomyr Vovnianko

Lead and Gold, the Sun and the Moon, and the creation of the seasons

The Golden Love by Zlata Pelykh

"We can turn lead into gold!",

A Magical Mirror by Victoria Dzhym

 Once upon a time, a man named Jeremy

The Sky Effect by Oksana Holoborodko

We can turn lead into gold.

Arthur by Elina Haloian

We can turn lead into gold.

Kingdom of Rohan by Kseniia Skrypnikova

Once upon a time, there was a kingdom of Rohan,

Happily Ever After by Oleksandra Khelemendyk

We can turn lead into gold, lies into truth and

The Tower of the Giants, or How the Man Helped the Dragon by Old Bradvur

Once upon a time, a rock stood at the edge of the world.

The Magic Box by Oleksandra Taratunska

We can turn lead into gold and vice versa.

We Can Turn Lead into Gold by Sofia Kekukh

It is the summer of 2023.

Golden Sparkles in the Air after the Storm by Yelyzaveta Melnyk

“We can turn lead into gold and

Crystal Castle by Maria Ponomarova

Once upon a time, in a distant kingdom on high green hills,

Back to Black by Oleksandra Taratunska

Pain, threats, betrayals, anger.

Orchestra of The Ocean by Khrystyna Stepanenko

On a cold evening, when I was seventeen,

A Piece of Justice by Liubomyr Vovnianko

Monday,

Conversation by Yehor Boichenko

Two women were sitting at the bar.

The Promise of Fate by Zlata Pelykh

A ghostly woman stood outside the window.

The Will of the Man by Liubomyr Vovnianko

“The job is done!

Lavender Field by Yehor Boichenko

 “Have you ever thought

Strawberry Jam by Yuliia Krasii

Miranda demanded strawberry jam

What does Happiness Smell Like by Zlata Pelykh

What does happiness smell like?

Shampoo by Maryna Yanovska

The smell of your shampoo

Movie by Illia Yamkovii

 In a roadside diner somewhere in the middle

“I had to say that” — Oleksandra Taratunska

“My heart was broken when you left.

The Thirst for Hatred by Liubomyr Vovnianko

 (The Confession of a Thinker)

Mesmerizing by Oleksadra Taratunska

Evening. Prom 2020.

Memories by Yehor Boichenko

Tom always thought of the attic room

Ballade No.1 in G minor, Op. 23 by Liubomyr Vovnianko

Silence. Intrigue. Sound!

Music for my Soul by Yehor Boichenko

“Okay, so what happened next?”

We are Friends by Sofia Kekukh

We are friends.

The Music of Guilt by Zlata Pelykh

The girl was his salvation,

A Letter From Raccoon by Yuliia Krasii

The first time I found the letter on my desk was September 28th.

What I See by Oleksandra Khelemendyk

The mirror has fogged up from steam, what a relief.

His Eyes by Oksana Holoborodko

 The pungent smell of the coffee

Being in Love by Diana Lyzohub

They say the Paris subway is full of rats.

His Smile of Sorrow by Elina Haloian

She leaned her head against his shoulder

Sounds by Illia Yamkovyi

In the very centre of a bustling city,

At My Door by Oleksandra Khelemendyk

Sitting in front of me, you look amazing,

The Factory by Yuliia Krasii

Standing in a green field, with high grass tickling our legs,

Out of Love by Oleksandra Khelemendyk

‘If I were a bull, I’d get mad right away,’

Next Summer by Maryna Yanovska

 You're looking forward to the next summer 

The White Lie by Liubomyr Vovnianko

This time the world was completely white.

The Soldier by Sofia Kekukh

A soldier was travelling

Purple Portrait by Zlata Pelykh

Our consciousness is a strange thing.

I Don't Believe You by Viktoria Kadina

Once, my mom told me

In the Museum Liubomyr Vovnianko

“Come on, tell me, for example,

Memories by Maria Ponomarova

The phone slipped between the blanket

Black Ribbons by Yuliia Krasii

Wearing ribbons in our hair at major events was

The Vanished Smile by Maryna Yanovska

You've been living up

Bittersweet by Oleksandra Khelemendyk

Anywhere but home.

Victoria by Mariia Tymoshchenko

She was staring in a mirror with a dead gaze.

Hate Makes Me Feel by Viktoriia Kadina

They say that hatred destroys us inside.

It does not Matter by Liubomyr Vovnianko

 – “It does not matter.

Thoughts by Oleksandra Taratunska

It was a fatiguing Friday,

Story by Mariia Tymoshchenko

 “Please, don’t! That’s all I have left,” 

Becoming Her by Maria Ponomaryova

We met somewhere in the centre of Kyiv,