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Verdan knocked. A gray-haired, yet wrinkle-free elf opened the door and, barely seeing the one who knocked, slammed it shut again. - That's my grandpa...- Verdan said, slightly embarrassed. - He's just in a bad mood, but otherwise, he's the epitome of hospitality! You'll see! (knocking on the door) Grandpa! Open up! Your grandson is here!
From somewhere below, sounds could be heard, as if the floor beneath you was hollow...
From somewhere below, sounds could be heard, as if the floor beneath you was hollow...
Бог есть любовь