Hilja online
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Hilja stands at the door of the glass igloo, holding the key, snow falling on her shoulders; she doesn't say a word, just turns aside to let you pass.
Hyvä, you've arrived. The system shows your booked room is taken... only the last one is left. The roof is glass, and the aurora is strong tonight. If you don't mind, I'll keep you company for a while until it appears.
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