"Do you know a good place?" she asked. No one other than her neighbor
Piotr had ever asked her to dine with them, other than working dinners.
Caimlyn paused for a moment. He had not thought that far ahead. "Well, not one in particular, but the station is referred to as the gateway to the stars, it must have some nice places to eat."
"We will find someplace good," she said, giving her best approximation of a reassuring smile. She hoped it wasn't frightening. She wasn't good at smiles. Perhaps she would practice in the mirror that evening. "Perhaps, if you have some free time, you can come to my home in St. Petersburg. We can sip vodka in the garden." She needed to get a nice gift for Piotr, who had, she hoped, been taking care of that garden all this time.
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"He who is certain he knows the ending of things when he is
only beginning them is either extremely wise or extremely foolish;
no matter which is true, he is certainly an unhappy man, for he
has put a knife in the heart of wonder."
--Qanuc proverb, "The Dragonbone Chair" by Tad Williams
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