Astora
was digging in the depths of her own mind, trying to find an idea.
The problem was tougher than she thought in the first place! Big
snowflakes were falling on the already white ground, and still, even
such beauty didn’t inspire her. Who would have thought it was so
hard…
…to
make a glutton like Schlirk get the meaning of Christmas?
She
was hanging out with the strange dragon for months now. And though
she absolutely didn’t mind his inability to think with anything
else but his sto
consuming eve
By: learner
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