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Eva
Valentin Kolesnikov
In this modern story, which is rooted in hoary antiquity, it tells about the passionate love of a hero and a girl, in which, bound by passionate love, they swore allegiance to each other, performing the oath ritual of their immortal Love …
Valentin Kolesnikov
Eva
Eva. Book 1
A modern story of two hearts in love, in which they performed an oath ritual of fidelity to each
other, violating one of the Biblical commandments. The characters in the story are fictitious,
coincidences are random. The contents of the book are compiled and maintained in the first
person of the hero, the text is printed in a revised and supplemented version by the author of a
previously printed fragment of the text in the short story “The Oath”, the book “Princess.
Novels". Author's note.
Dedicated to Pr....ss
“On a clear, still day near the shores of the Mediterranean Sea, where the domain of the
Garden of Eden once stretched, through the transparent covers of the waves you can
sometimes see a sea flower, a wondrous creation of nature: lacy leaves and a network of veins,
purple, brown, pink, violet and golden tones, velvety fabric, the freshness of a living filigree
jewel; but all this fades as soon as the curious takes the plant out of the sea and throws it on
the sand. In the same way, the bright sun of publicity would offend your holy modesty.
Therefore, in dedicating my work to you, | hesitate to mention your name; but thanks to this
default, your lovely hands can bless my work, your bright forehead can bend thoughtfully over
its pages, your eyes full of motherly love can smile at him – because you will remain in that
depth where your beautiful life blossomed, just as how a pearl of marine flora lurks on a
smooth and bright sandy bottom, hidden by an azure wave and accessible only to a friendly,
modest look. | would like to place at your feet a work worthy of your spiritual charm, but if | did
not succeed, | will hope to console myself with your innate tendency to patronize tenderness,
nourished by kindness and love. Author".
Synopsis
The story begins at the end of 2022 with a summons that came to Baran Valentin Yuryevich, 55
years old, engineer captain of the Air Force reserve, to come with things to the military
registration and enlistment office of the Obolonsky district of Kiev. According to the
mobilization order, the captain with a group of territorial defense servicemen is leaving for a
military unit at the Bila Tserkva military airfield not far from Kyiv. Upon arrival at the duty
station at this very time, the airfield is captured by Russian paratroopers, and those who arrived
with Valentin surrender. Each of them has a conversation. Due to the work of a sniper, during
the surrender of the territorial defense detachment, a liaison agent was killed, who was
supposed to deliver important information to the command of the paratroopers. The lieutenant
colonel offers Valentin cooperation with intelligence, and Valentin Baran becomes an agent.
Returning to Kyiv, with the money he received from the lieutenant colonel, Valentin buys from
the military commissar a deferment from mobilization for 2023. Soon, a messenger from Russia
arrives at Valentin and passes on an encryption code and access to communication with a
covert agent. What was Valentine's surprise that it was a girl of heavenly beauty with a
romantic name Eva, who develops a romantic virtual romance with the head of the CIA unit, a
colonel named Bill, who is in charge of Western arms supplies to Ukraine. Valentin and Eva, real
name Irina Andreevna Sumskaya, have an indescribable feeling of love, which makes its own
adjustments to their future fate, realizing that they are no longer destined to live without each
other. Romantic and mythical events are unfolding around their love, going back to the deep
antiquity of their relationship developing over the centuries…
Chapter 1
For me, this story began with an ordinary subpoena found in a mailbox, which said that Captain
Baran Valentin Yuryevich, who lives on the street of the heroes of Azov (former Marshal
Malinovsky Street 25, apt. 273, Kiev), must within forty eight hours to arrive at the Obolonsk
draft office with things for military service, as a military reserve. It was a beautiful August
evening. | had just returned home from work at Auchan Supermarket, where | worked as a
security guard at this beautiful French food mall, when | caught sight of a subpoena in a pile of
utility bills. | will not say that she frightened me to death or caused any uncomfortable
sensations, at that time nothing kept me at home, since | was divorced from my wife and led a
bachelor lifestyle. | had no friends, since all those with whom | was friends remained on the
side of my wife, and | no longer had any desire to make new ones, while the memories of my
former family life were still fresh. | turned the subpoena between my fingers and thought that
the execution on my account had delivered a fair verdict in mobilizing me. | began to look at the
printed text on a yellowed form from the storerooms of the Soviet-era military registration and
enlistment offices. Judging by this agenda, it was not difficult to guess that the Ministry of War
was saving money even on draft forms. The next day, quickly collecting the necessary uniforms
of a security guard and right with things, he appeared at the employer's office. | handed over
the form and received the calculation at the appointed time arrived at the military registration
and enlistment office. Having waited in line, he entered the office of the military commissar and
silently thrusting the summons to the major began to wait for what he would say. The military
commissar turned the form of the summons in his hands, checked it with the list lying on the
table, silently made a mark in front of my last name, then peered at me from under the red
eyebrows with the unblinking look of deep-set eyes, asked:
– How old are you? – his voice sounded not with irritation, not with evil, | did not understand.
– Fifty five!
– | see that you don’t look fifty-five, | can give you half as much, – he paused, lowering his eyes
to the folder of my personal file in front of him, and continued, – you served in the Soviet army
two years, after graduation, demobilized with the rank of senior lieutenant? – he asked, adding,
– Have you already been awarded the title of captain in civilian life?
– Yes sir! – | confirmed in a military way, and put my passport with a military ID on his table.
– And in what specialty? – the major continued.
– I think you know that | served as an engineer lieutenant in the Air Force. – | answered as calmly
as possible.
– Yes, | know, – taking my passport to the safe, – that in your personal file there is a note about
your unreliability for military service, although in terms of technical you kept training vehicles in
excellent condition and reviews of senior colleagues are positive, in what are the problems of
unreliability? – continued the military commissar, drilling me with a brown look of brown eyes.
– In one of the questions asked at a lecture by the colonel of the headquarters of the military
district about the leader of the world proletariat, Vladimir Ilyich. – | answered as seriously as
possible.
– Interesting, and what did you ask this? – said the major with great interest.
– I did not understand the political information about the leader, | did not understand that it is
possible to speak so frankly, avoiding the negative qualities of Lenin, ideally only in positive key.
But he was a man and he could not have negative qualities? So | asked:
– Why didn’t you say anything negative about the leader”? – Commissar rolled his eyes, looking
at me, grumbled:
– Found, lieutenant, to whom to ask such questions. Don't you understand that you were
confronted by a "celestial being", a colonel of the political department of the elite of the
military district?!
– So what, I'm wrong, so you and |, like every person, have flaws, the leader, for example, had a
mistress in addition to his legal wife Krupskaya, he liked playing cards and did not like to lose to
the writer Maxim Gorky, and died in Gorki at the age of fifty-five from syphilis.
– I hope you did not tell this to the colonel, because you were given a term to serve there?
