“History of the Typewriter”
A typewriter lay littered with old branches at the garden. No one knew how it got there, but in the computer age, such a device looked both outdated and attractive, since it could allow words to be printed without electricity. But no matter what text was typed on it, it soon burned out: the title page of the report burned even half-printed, and only the sheets with the author’s poems lived a little longer. But the next morning they flared up, painting the surrounding world with a bright light from the burning paper, leaving behind only a handful of ash on the withered foliage. Interestingly, in addition to the text itself, strange hieroglyphs appeared on them, which were not on the typewriter keys. I didn’t attach much importance to them then, but in vain...
