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Andrei took the cold crystal to his lips. Below, the village went about its business, unaware that just a mile up the hill, a boy was learning to talk to the mist. Key Themes in the Story

Andrei’s grandfather, Moș Pătru, lived at the very top of that path. His house was the last one before the trees took over. Every Saturday, Andrei would make the trek, his boots kicking up dust as he passed the Primarie's freshly painted fence. He always felt a sense of transition as he climbed; the houses became smaller, their gardens wilder, filled with sprawling rosebushes and tall sunflowers that seemed to watch him pass. De la primarie-n sus

"You're late, grandson," Pătru said, his eyes twinkling. "The mountain doesn't like to be kept waiting when the veil is thin." Andrei took the cold crystal to his lips