Граф Орлов
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Having reached the central square, Valdemar had to deviate from his chosen course – an energetic-looking girl approached him.
“Excuse me!” Her light white dress and dark brown hair harmonized with the gentle warmth of the March sun. “I’m from the ‘Horizon of Dawn’ publication. If it’s not too much trouble, could you spare a few minutes of your time?”
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers