🎀 Wisteria 🎀

Valdemar looked around: gray, cramped, depressing – it’s like death! And the thick stack of papers on the table is definitely teasing with its bright whiteness: no, Valdemar, you won’t overcome me, and your landowner’s hands, lazy as they are, won’t be able to accomplish such a feat; this is not the same as wielding a saber! You will be stuck here forever, Valdemar! “Ugh, that won’t happen! I won’t stay here a single day longer!” He took off his heavy coat. He stretched his fingers and cracked his knuckles a couple of times. He licked his lips and frowned. “Well, let’s go!” And the pen flew across the paper, embarking on its journey.