About 15 minutes into the trip, Aria saw the hotel, it seemed like it was real, at that point a strange vision appeared in her mind and Aria was shaking so much that Aria said to myself.
Well, it's a bit of a hassle, but why am I reluctant to go to Inboga? It must be an illusion.
After admonishing herself, Aliya knocked on the wooden door with a special wooden sound. Then I heard the following voice from someone inside:
The door opened. Import.
Hearing Alya's answer, she took it and opened the door. The first thing I saw was the hotel furniture. Not so when it es to hygiene. It's worse than the smell of fish from a hunting dog wafting from your nose to your forehead, and the health condition is not as good as you think.
Of course not boasting, yes, everything is in the past and there is no ing back. Why should we be so concerned? Why should we consider the past? Is it not enough to know about me and my brother? Does that mean your mind is always thinking about the past?
Alya screamed in her mind, fighting the urge to pull herself out of the gap between her and Inboga, who turned around before she could get a new idea.
Aria couldn't keep quiet in her heart.
It's not a popular place, and I don't know if there are groups of tourists who e every year, but it seems better than Inboga style, and you don't feel wele from the outside.
Of course, those words will never e out of Aria's mouth, they are quite rude, and even if you can't read the atmosphere or are crazy, even a crazy person can understand that. . Arya would never do anything to hurt others in this place.
I looked at the wooden floor and saw a big bench and an old man with white hair. He wears gold-colored glasses, but the lenses are cloudy and his eyes are a little dark, but there must be a light of inspiration underneath. Perhaps because of the cold, he wore warm clothes and looked strong.
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