Collection of mysticism. + author’s biography including essays about books. Tsvetana Alеkhina

to the end, and then it will be easier for me to send you home to your sister. You will be under guardianship there. There was still time before dinner, and I continued my story.

      We stayed in the clearing and waited for the decision that my grandmother would make. – To make the transition from this world to another, you need to go to the oak tree and wait for the effect of the drink to end. As soon as it ends at this very moment, you will need to hold on to the oak tree, and you yourself will be transported to the world of the living. As soon as you are transported, you will need to immediately install a monument and a fence on this grave. If you do not do it in the shortest possible time, then history will repeat itself.

      – And in whose name to order a monument? My grandmother looked in the direction of the ghost.

      – Ask him. This is his grave. I was stunned. All this time we were protected by a soul from an unnamed grave. What magic.

      We headed towards the oak tree. The effect of the drink was going to end very soon. There was a very short distance left and a snow wall grew up in front of us. I immediately realized whose tricks they were and touched the wall with my hand. The snow was soft as a blanket. We took a decisive step and walked through the wall knowing that it would do nothing. Another wall grew up in front of us and turned into an avalanche of snow rolling down on us, we had to run in the opposite direction, and our oak tree was moving away from us. We ran fast and made a stop. Looking back, we saw that the avalanche remained in place, and our oak tree went out of sight. In response, we heard malicious laughter. This laughter shook the trees.

      Nature remained cold in autumn. The clearing ahead remained the same green. Moreover, the snow gave all this an inexplicable fact. One of the friends who had already made such an attempt decided to repeat it again; he took and ran ahead, deciding that he would thereby achieve his goal. Maybe he was right. He disappeared from view and I felt sorry for him.

      – What will happen to him?

      – I do not know.

      I noticed that my grandmother became nervous, and realized that it was bad. My ghost friend looked at me with chagrin.

      – We can only help with the transition, and we do not have such powers to fight it. Only sunlight is against her. But that’s not possible. Therefore, these worlds are divided into dark and light. I sighed regretfully.

      – Let’s try again. Suddenly it turned out, and we headed towards the oak tree. Nothing interfered with our campaign. The departed friend was not in sight. And we didn’t know his fate.

      An oak tree appeared on the horizon, we had a hope to get there without incident, and we accelerated our pace. The friend was still not in sight, and we decided that he had entered the world of the living.

      – «Is it just me, or has she really left us alone?»

      – The Sabbath is not over yet. In addition, she is getting ready to ferry the guests over the bridge. Very soon she will appear. We need to hurry. I was worried about the question why my grandmother cannot be the same ghost as others.

      – Because your grandmother is not exiled like us, and is not an honored guest. She is chosen as an intimate servant. The grandmother cast an unhappy glance in the direction of the ghost. The effect of the drink was ending, I felt it and so did my friend.

      – Soon there will be guests here, and then we will not be well. The oak tree was a few steps away, and we could be at home any minute.

      – And why should the guests be here? Are not they the inhabitants of this world?

      – Inhabitants. It is just that the procession for the holiday always starts from this place. We should be lucky and they will not end up here.

      We reached the oak tree. There were a few minutes left before the end. I had a chill and felt weak. My friend leaned against an oak tree and fell asleep.

      – I wonder where our friend is.

      – He is already in his apartment.

      – At least one good news.

      Trolls arrived and surrounded the tree. All the others came for them, including the ghosts who were not allowed to attend the holiday.

      – It is going to be hot now.

      – I told you to save yourself. Moreover, you decided to save me.

      – Don’t worry; I know the fate of your soul. The spoken words revived my grandmother, and she straightened up to her full height.

      The ghosts from among the invited guests came as close as possible. Their presence made it creepy enough. The demons were sitting in the trees and watching what was happening.

      – Have they come to fight with us?

      – I do not know myself.

      – «Are we really that dangerous?»

      – Most likely, Mara Marena wants to have fun. The holiday is over, and there is not enough entertainment.

      – We also just disturbed her peace.

      – And that is right.

      – What will happen to us?

      – Everything will be fine. Our friend the ghost uttered these words with such confidence that it made me feel better and I was sure of him.

      A horde of evil spirits surrounded us from all sides, and I felt helpless. I just had to wait for my fate. Although the words – «that everything will be fine» planted hope in me. Our company was separated in a split second. Everyone turned out to be alone. In addition, I did not know who was where. Pain pierced my heart. At that moment, I wanted to die. Even though I was already dead. I was in hell, and I did not know how to get out of here. I did not achieve what I wanted, and I was separated from the souls close to me.

      I was on some kind of ice field. I was alone and there were snowy plains all around. I did not see anything but snowfields. Moreover, I started shaking from the cold. The effect of the drink was losing its power and there was no one to help me. I did not think about myself, most of all I wanted to live out these minutes in the company of my entourage. I felt like I was dying. I fell face first into the snow and fell into unconsciousness. I woke up from blows to the face. Opening my eyes, I saw two unfamiliar people in front of me. I did not immediately understand where I was, looked around, and saw an ice field. Consciousness began to return to me. These two gave me a small vial, saying that my grandmother had given it to me. I remembered everything and quickly came to my senses. We had to go back urgently. There was a war between the dark forces near the oak tree.

      – Who are you?

      – We are the souls who were not allowed to the celebration. Soon our time will end, and we will become ghosts. And while it has not expired, we need to urgently return to the place. We are the ones who were rejected by Mara Marena and we came to your defense. You and your friend. We will help you to return, and we will help you to ease the fate of your grandmother. In return, you and your friends will block this entrance to the underworld. Many souls were stolen through this magical passage.

      – Where are we now?

      – Not far. It is all a trick of the eye. You and your grandmother are left here in this underground world. Your friends have abandoned you. They are now at home in the apartment.

      – Are you a psychic too?

      – Almost. There are no ordinary mortals on this holiday. Everyone here has supernatural powers.

      – So what is going on there now?

      – Now our rejected souls are trying to help you and your grandmother. Your drink will not last long, no one knows about it. Therefore, we need to go as soon as possible. In addition, there we will help you.

      – I remember for sure that everyone got here through the