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"Opowiadaj mi tak," she whispered, leaning in. Tell me like that.

She didn't want the grand stories of concert halls or the applause of thousands in Opole. She wanted the "fairy tales" he told so well—the ones she already knew by heart but needed to hear again just to feel the warmth of his voice. He smiled, that familiar, boyish glint in his eyes, and began to weave a world where time didn't matter. zbigniew_wodecki_opowiadaj_mi_tak

The presence of a loved one acts as a shield against the "wind and frost" of life. "Opowiadaj mi tak," she whispered, leaning in