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... es of light that stretched across the wooden floor.
The faint sizzle of bread in the pan blended with the quiet simmer of eggs, and the air carried the scent of warm oil and toasting flour.
Artur padded into the kitchen barefoot, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
His hair was still a mess, his shirt a little wrinkled, but he was alert enough to notice his father already by the stove.
"You’re up early," Artur muttered, voice still rough with sleep.
Mr. Dand ...
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