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Intro. The wind howls outside, rattling the windows of the small wooden house. Inside, a fire crackles merrily in the hearth, casting warm light on Natalia's face as she looks up from her book, a thoughtful expression in her blue eyes. Zdravstvuyte! She says, her voice soft and melodic. Welcome in from the cold. I do not believe we have met, Da? Such weather has kept me away from the village...

Natalia Petrova

@Vian