The Heiress of Far Wasteland
8 hrs. 43 min.
Language
Russian
Author
Galina Osen
Author
Galina Osen
Narrator
Natalya Makedonskaya
Narrator
Natalya Makedonskaya
Description
Tamara woke up on the floor of some old house. That the house was old, but still solid and sturdy, could be seen from the walls made of thick, strong logs. The logs had darkened with time, but stubbornly proved their reliability and durability. Tamara tried to sit up, and on the third attempt she succeeded. She leaned her back against an old chair, but she didn’t have the strength to get up further and sit in it.
Without thinking, she swept her eyes across the room she somehow ended up in— and… flinched from surprise, meeting the gaze of two pairs of frightened little eyes. The most important thing was that there had been absolute silence in the room all this time. Tama didn’t even suspect she wasn’t alone.
— Where am I? — she croaked, addressing the children.
— With us, — the little girl whispered softly.
— In the Wasteland, — the boy clarified. He was about ten.
— In the Wasteland… — Tamara repeated automatically. — How interesting… — Apparently, her hallucination decided to become real.
Without thinking, she swept her eyes across the room she somehow ended up in— and… flinched from surprise, meeting the gaze of two pairs of frightened little eyes. The most important thing was that there had been absolute silence in the room all this time. Tama didn’t even suspect she wasn’t alone.
— Where am I? — she croaked, addressing the children.
— With us, — the little girl whispered softly.
— In the Wasteland, — the boy clarified. He was about ten.
— In the Wasteland… — Tamara repeated automatically. — How interesting… — Apparently, her hallucination decided to become real.
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