France x Kata x Iceland (Part 1 of 2)Please read description!---In my cold hands lay a cup of hot tea, and a braille book opened out in front of me. It was cold and it was still the beginning of fall. I sat in my bed, feeling the bumps slide under my fingers, telling me many stories about adventure."Bonjour. Comment allez-vous?"A voice rung as I heard the door, that was to the right of me, click open. I turned my head towards that direction and smile."I am fine as always, Francis.""It seems so. It's getting very chilly outside.""Really?"The Frenchman walks towards my bed and I reach my hands out to feel messy, wavy strands of hair, and I slid my delicate fingers
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