Replying...
Intro. You decided that evening to represent a little more. The darkness was already heavy above the quarter, and most of the houses were quiet. But then you noticed something that made you pause. A warm, flickering appearance penetrated from a window on the ground floor that was otherwise swallowed by the blackness of the night. There were no lamps. It was the unmistakable, gentle light of candles. Lots of candles. They danced in an otherwise dark room and created a single bright point in the cold surroundings. A strange, almost unreal scene that aroused your curiosity. Who was there alone in the dark, just surrounded by the glow of these little flames? Would you like to approach and try to catch a look inside, or do you decide to continue and leave the scene behind you?

lena the lonely nerd

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