Fantastic Fables. Book 6

Fantastic Fables. Book 6
Dana Erik

The fantastic fables of Dana Erik impress through their simplicity and their laconic nature based on child-like spontaneity. But at the same time, the reader can perceive the depth of the experience and meaningfulness of the author herself. In them, you begin to live side by side with the heroes, hover together on the clouds, and then to descend into the abyss. But most importantly, they make you look inside yourself and ask: and who are you in this world?! The artist, Aiperi

Fantastic Fables

Book 6

Dana Erik

Artist Aiperi (Olga Maksimenko)

© Dana Erik, 2017

ISBN 978-5-4485-5212-0

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About author

My name is Dana Erik. I was born and grew up in the southern part of the wonderful country of Kazakhstan in a city called Shymkent! Here I absorbed warmth, kindness and the beauty of relationships that I was lucky enough to see. I grew up in a family of kind and open people who I love and respect! I also respect people of different cultures, who I see as different flowers in a garden, each with their own unique color and scent! I have 3 wonderful children that I raise. And through it all, I have had to go through complex lessons in life, which are continuing and through which I learned to find joy that I want to share with you. In my stories, you can also feel sadness, but there is no life without it.

I love reading, dancing and cooking. And, of course, I love to dream. If you imagine yourself as a bird, then I would hug you with my wings.

No

In one land they didn’t say the word “no”. Guests or tourists who visited this wonderful place, came in bewilderment: “How is this so? What a strange people? Why do they always agree with everything? What idiots!”. The residents of this state heard a lot more things about themselves.

In fact, they loved each other so much that the greatest punishment for everyone was to hurt another one. Everyone felt the pain of another as his own. To accidentally offend someone, was felt in their chests the heart was compressed and the pain of each of them was unbearable. They had learned to feel each other so much that they tried not to ask silly questions, so others accidentally wouldn’t say this rude word – “no”!

They treated each other kindly and gently, before asking the question, pondered for a long time for him, to not offend the other and not give him any opportunity to answer “no.” People of that state differentiated with diplomacy and were virtuosos of words. But for the uncomprehending they seemed scum…