The gold ring surfaced in the swamp somewhere in the middle of the day. It 1ay like а small sun surrounded by marsh grasses. It was similar to an engagement ring, but it belonged to a long-dead person. It is clear that no one would have dared to put this ring on their finger, and therefore I kept it with пе. Since I began to see it, I have always worn it on my finger. It is пy hope and my faith. Don't think that I really believe in all this nonsense, but sometimes it makes sense. [description created by neural network]