Clara’s smile vanished. She had indeed dreamed of a gray city with twisted chimneys. And the name had stuck to her like a burr.
Vivimos en un mundo saturado de información tangible, pero a menudo nos sentimos desconectados de un propósito mayor. Los libros de metafísica te permiten: libros de metafísica
“Of course not,” said Darío. “Not yet. But you dreamed about it three nights ago. In the dream, you were reading page forty-seven, and you woke up knowing the name of a city you’ve never visited. Was it… Lublin?” Clara’s smile vanished