Де немає Бога

Flight 341. Passengers take their seats. Women, people, children fill the salon. Kozhen thinks about his own, the crumbs are bragging, the crumbs are afraid. The Ukrainian Anna is calling a man-atovtsy, and the Russian Egor is a Kohanka, one of the victims of a Boeing 777 shot down over the Donbass. And little Leyla is just more expensive.

Usі tsі people are unknown with different shares. The only bed for them is flight 341. The light is gaining altitude. Overboard, microcracks on the sheathing are already beginning to expand. Passengers still have a sprig of whilin to be rebuked in the reception room of the unknown, but then - let's get flustered. Like a dead bird lies in the midst of the mountain ranges. Those who are alive are chosen from the new one ...

You'll be welcome, what's better - back. Ale true - still in front. Here, the stench opinated, there was nothing, only the cold tops of the mountain. So, the stench survived the hour of the catastrophe. Ale chi can be protected by people there, why can't you inspire God? De leather God himself…

Max Kidruk is a popular Ukrainian writer, mandrivnik, the author of the first Ukrainian techno-thriller "Bot" and other popular novels that people know about the rich countries of the world.