Brother Rassaphore Dionisie passed away at dusk, after the vespers. Stepping into the cell, brother Stavrophore Apolonie found his kamelaukion fallen next to his bed and he was crouched down on the floor, a great misfortune. The next morning, the novice monks who were participating in the prayer saw him leaving the monastery carrying a covered wagon. The starets declared they were missing, they got eaten by wolves, but not even he was to believe it. He had a suspicion that the brothers were hiding something. In the grot. Apolonie was guarding the body. Twelve nights were to pass by, not three, and Dionisie would resurrect. Eleven nights passed. In order to prolong the twelfth, he bricked up the exit.
Andra Toropoc
it came to an end in the early morning rain pattering against my window. I had spent the night in my childhood bed, too drunk to get to my place where nobody was waiting for me. My wife was gone, the breakup note had set my soul on fire, she had been seeing a guy for some time and I kept trying to forget this misfortune drinking. And I shipwrecked at my mother's doorstep, who embraced my sorrows and rocked me to sleep. It's over, I jump out of bed, pull the curtains, I won't cry any longer, I'm a man. An abandoned one, the clown face reflected in the outside rain told me.
Nicolae Popescu
Pricop lets out a scream and falls beside Vera, sweating heavily. Vera, I can't do this anymore. Why would you possibly wish for a kid at your age? Pric, I've always wanted a boy as well. I'll keep trying as long as I can. Peic sighs: But it's hard labour, I no longer feel pleasure. Your period is irregular, the doctor told us not to let a fertile day pass by, who the hell knows which one is fertile? There have been nights in a row for the past four months, we weren't doing it this often not even in our \'20s. He rolls over. Vera gets grumpy. Fine, then. Tomorrow I'll start practicing my ovulation with Panfil.
(Translated by Cristina-Andreea Dobre / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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