#vecer

Predstavte si ten pocit – večer si ľahnete do mäkučkých flanelových alebo bavlnených obliečok so vzorom sobíkov, vločiek či hviezd, vonku sneží a v izbe vonia škorica… To je presne ten malý luxus, ktorý robí Vianoce výnimočnými.

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“I see.” 

Vecer took another long drink of his recaf, attempting to stall for time by speaking slower than normal. Medical engineering perhaps? Or maybe biomancy? Both were options that made more sense in his mind than the stranger being of his fathers planet...she didn’t look pallid enough in his eyes to be a daughter of the sunless world.