
by NataliaTarasenko
Amidst the rush of a June downpour in magical Lviv, a heated debate unfolds: can a cauldron possess its own consciousness and desires? And should society listen to those it merely uses? The answer awaits you in this coffee-scented philosophical tale.
| # | Title | Words |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Purposeful Drifting (or Borscht, Heavy Rain, and Freedom) | 0 |