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6. 11. 2020

English version | The Ice Queen

Evening is falling and the cold winter light is bleeding out of a steel-coloured, cloud-covered sky. Soon the short Scandinavian afternoon will give way to night. Not a single gust of wind moves the pine branches; not a single leaf ripples the water’s surface on the lake. Nothing disturbs this infinite expanse of trees, ice and snow enveloped by absolute silence.

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