Hi all
I am an aspiring writer.
I write in the genre of science fiction, fantasy, mysticism, humor.
I will be glad to present my works to the community.
Since I am Ukrainian-speaking, I will translate my stories through Google translator.
The first work is the Olympian gods on the Capitoline Hill.
‒ Well, has everyone moved? - Zeus scooped water from the Potomac with his palm and smelled it. - Yes, this is far from an Olympic well with a Paleozoic crystal well. We will buy "Herolsteiner". Who is responsible for procurement?
Hera scrunched her eyebrows in displeasure.
‒ We have Hermes in charge. But he hasn't arrived yet. I wouldn't come either. It was so good in Greece, everything was like home. I used to. There was also the sea. Aegean Well, just like in Alushta.
‒ And where is that vagabond? When our things will be delivered. I didn't have a drop of nectar in my mouth this morning.
‒ He and Ares are currently hanging out somewhere in the area between Chernihiv and Sumy. They calculate how much you can earn from dances.
Zeus thundered lightning across the "Fedex Field" arena, but accidentally hit a paid parking lot near the Cathedral of Saints Peter and Paul.
‒I told them not to interfere there! - He almost plowed. - That's why we crossed the ocean to get away from sin!
‒ You said not to fight, so as not to repeat the Trojan crisis. Hera smiled mischievously. - You didn't say anything about trade or incitement.
‒ Are they trading and inciting there?
‒ Hermes makes contracts, and Ares instigates.
‒ What contracts?
‒ With some for tanchiks, with others for Javelins. And with all contracts for fuel, lubricants and gas.
‒ Why use gas?
‒ Someone on the other side of the Urals started a rumor that they would cut off the gas supply and freeze everything on this side of the Urals. Spain and Portugal in the first place.
‒ And Greece?
‒ Greece was also planned. But they were told that Greece has everything. So they got off the hook.