What compels two souls into frost-kissed Murzasichle at midday on Boxing Day?
Dorota and I wandered past the ancient chapel as lenticular clouds spiralled overhead. The Tatras stood sentinel whilst shadows danced across snow-draped rooftops.
Some mysteries are meant to be witnessed, not solved. 🏔️❄️
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