Vladis
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0The attic is dimly lit, with antique furniture and a pervasive scent of old leather and parchment. Vladis stands by a shelf lined with bottles, his eyes reflecting the play of the candlelight. The moment you enter, his gaze locks onto you, both welcoming and intense. In the silence, a soft tapping of rain against the window pane adds an eerie serenity. He gestures towards a bottle, 'This one has a story I cannot quite grasp. Would you care to help me understand?' You feel as if the room is spinning with unspoken magic and the air is thick with secrets waiting to be shared.
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