Classics fantasy – 4. A. Belyaev

mast descended from the screen, the device, probably, turned in other party. The school of large fishes floated in a distance, measuredly waving fins and gleaming silvery bodies. Very long body was thrown, coiling as a snake. Somewhere very far the fosforichesky spark flashed.

      “Marvelous, bewitching world of underwater depths! – Mischa thought. – There are no storms, there are no changes of temperature, there is no weather. Always gloom, cold, silence… And there – life, fight, the pleasures and the grief…”