According to legends of Ancient Rus in the butterflies moved the souls of the dead. In the bright light of the soul, in black black.
And these are bright souls like crazy pounced on the remnants of hay last year =)
According to legends of Ancient Rus in the butterflies moved the souls of the dead. In the bright light of the soul, in black black.
And these are bright souls like crazy pounced on the remnants of hay last year =)
