Dusk was slowly descending over the town. The rain had finally stopped, but the sky was still covered with heavy gray clouds. It was Friday, the last day of November. Even though Maya was cold, she still wandered around persistently. For a while, she walked along the trail by the Yser River. Her gaze wandered … Continue reading Rebellion
by Dragana Kršenković Brković, Translated from the Montenegrin by Aleksandra Nikčević Batričević