Don't mess with time!
Yesterday I happened to be sharing my fictional story with a couple of tinder matches, so I want to try and share it on tumblr.
"Somewhere in the middle reaches of the Volga is a small town. Despite its size, a significant part of the city is occupied by the river port. There is no access to it from the other three directions, and the last train arrived fifty years ago. But one day everything starts to change, and a small city office is directly involved in the changes."
This story is about the Ministry of Time, an organization dedicated to maintaining the integrity of reality in a city that is in a "thin place". A city called Mezhgrad ("Between-town"), despite the fact that the action takes place in the seventies of the twentieth century, in the "beautiful" Soviet Union, is a little out of time. Moscow does not pay attention to it, and if you wander through the old streets, you can find houses with unusual architecture. Perhaps Mezhgrad was not built by the natives of the Earth, and even more so, the Soviet Union.
You can read this here (in Russian): ao3
