The door to another world. Mystical stories. Svetlana Mirrai

brownie sounded, somewhere very close to me.

      I looked around, then looked around again, but I didn’t see anyone.

      «I can hear you, but for some reason I can’t see you, come out,» I said happily.

      – The most important thing is that there is a connection between us and this is already good, I don’t like the smell that is coming from you now, Vasily, – the invisible Zyuzya continued to speak.

      – Don’t you smoke there?

      – We don’t smoke. Vasily, so where were we last time? – the brownie asked.