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Ivan stepped onto the porch. He expected to see a small, mottled bird. Instead, he saw a tall, thin man standing at the edge of the clearing. The man wore a tattered coat that looked like it was woven from pine needles and gray feathers. He didn't have a phone, and he didn't have a bird call.

"You called?" the man whispered, his voice sounding like dry leaves skittering across the floor. golos riabchika mp3 skachat besplatno

"The price," the stranger chirped, "is your voice. I need a new recording." Ivan stepped onto the porch