This road leaving afar, always reminded me a way to the future - something ephemeral, foggy, shrouded дымкой ignorances. A small churchlet, притулившаяся in the end of a way: for someone a symbol, for someone - the next tourist object. Actually - it is unimportant, not essentially. Each of us has the right to own judgement. The main thing that a smoke hid light and heat - the desired termination of a way for any wanderer. Well and next lines for those who prefers the facts to guesses. This magic place - a small part of historical area Old Орхей. Near to church, under an old belltower, the input in one of the oldest rocky monasteries of Moldova disappears. It is opened till now, the truth cannot brag of mass character of inhabitants. Here отмаливает mankind sins only one aged man who is whiling away the days in prays and repentances. He asks from the God for all of us living in vanity and a sin of the modern world. Yes will help it Supreme with this hard business.
Degtyaryova Nadejda, photo by Valery Korchmar.