A Grand invitation


The days grow darker.


The trees stand bare and gloomy.


We´re waiting for the snow to come and light up the city.


Well, maybe not all of us.


I accepted a Grand invitation, to a fairy tale world.


Where the food is tiny and gorgeous.


And beautiful things are preserved.

We´re waiting for the snow to come light up the city.


Everything is magic at the Grand Hotel.


Even the ceiling is made of dreams.


It was a wonderful night.



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