
On a cold, black night in an old village house, a girl sees something small and white in the street—and she cannot stay in her warm bed.
Es de noche. El cielo está oscuro. Llueve.
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On a cold, black night in an old village house, a girl sees something small and white in the street—and she cannot stay in her warm bed.
Es de noche. El cielo está oscuro. Llueve.
Opening lines