![]() ![]() "To you, it'd be like a fairy tale," he'd told me once. He used to talk to me about Russia all the time and had sworn up and down that I'd love it here. Despite how cool it all was, I actually tried to tune out the city's sights and sounds after a while because it reminded me of. Places I'd heard about all my life-the Kremlin, Red Square, the Bolshoi Theatre-were all at my fingertips. I could have spent days there just shopping and trying out the restaurants. It was a beautiful city, thriving and full of people and commerce. ![]() So Sydney and I walked aimlessly, taking in the sights and saying very little. So long as I was getting closer to Dimitri, that was all that mattered. It made no difference to me how we spent our downtime. Despite my badass claims or my molnija marks, she didn't want to take any chances. ![]() This gave us some time to wander around and grab dinner, though she wanted to make sure we were safely inside the station before it grew too dark out. Sydney had planned our trip so that when our train arrived there, we'd have a few hours before we had to board the next one to Siberia. At any other time in my life, I would have loved exploring Moscow. ![]()
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