Night sea and August stars
By Daria Ivanishko | February 5, 2016
I remember, I woke up from a bad dream and was almost beginning to ache, but I remembered that you’re lying next to me.
— Tanya, are you asleep? Do not sleep, please! I’m scared, I again dreamed of them. Do not sleep, please! Turn to me, please. Can you hug me? No? Give me at least a leg hug, please!
While I was trying to wake her up, I took a sitting position and began to realize that not far from our tent on the hill there is a cemetery. During my thought processes Tanya is more or less turned into my direction and faced me with the following expression: «why did you, hedgehog, cute dork, wake me up late at night?» And by the time I sat almost completely awake, and wondered whom would I drag with me to the beach.
— “Dasha, let`s go to the sea? Just let`s get wrapped in something warm first?” — Tanya said as if she was reading my mind, and began to wrap up in a blanket.
If she had been a stranger, I would have become wondered to this resonance of souls, but she wasn`t and I enjoyed quietly and started to get out of the tent.
With the help of a flashlight, I began to look for the road among a dozen of tents with sleeping children. Stop, and did I have a flashlight? Anyway, we were holding hands and trying to get around all the cats that were around. The road went down the hill, the moon was not lighting the way.
When we reached the water, we sat down to a safe distance from the bush and the sea and began to talk. We talked about the stars, about Irish mythology, about the sea and photography. We talked about our future and our travels. I remember how you imagined the cave. And I also remember how you refused to listen about my fears. Of course, it was the most frightening, especially taking into account the cemetery just behind us… And we’re singing songs. We were singing so much that we lost our voices and continued singing hoarsely until the morning. We were singing songs and remembering what were they about.
It was on this night when the sky had a great multitude of stars, and they fell almost incessantly. Your greatest wish was to enter the university, and I squandered my stars` wishes in the nonsense.
It was very, very warm and magical night. It was a lamp night as I used to say.