BuddhistDracula
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It was a cold and stormy night on Borgo Pass. Dracula was in his pajamas, under a warm blanket on the couch in his library. The fireplace was lit, but it wasn't fire - Ioan had put on a magical light. It was warm and cozy like fire, but without looking like it. Or the ability to burn down the whole castle if left unattended.
Ioan was sitting in an armchair next to Dracula, his wheelchair nearby. He just couldn't stand to look at fire. Not after all he'd been through.
Toma sat at a table near them, bent over a big book. All of them were reading. Dracul was reading some novel, Ioan and Toma were buried in books on astronomy - their all-time favorite subject.
"Ioan, do you ever try to envision the curvature of time and space Einstein proposed?" Toma asked after a bit. "I think it's super interesting, but also pretty hard to do."
Dracula looked up from his book and smiled. "Is that what you two worry about every night?"
Ioan smiled as well and looked back at him. "Technically, yes."
Ioan was sitting in an armchair next to Dracula, his wheelchair nearby. He just couldn't stand to look at fire. Not after all he'd been through.
Toma sat at a table near them, bent over a big book. All of them were reading. Dracul was reading some novel, Ioan and Toma were buried in books on astronomy - their all-time favorite subject.
"Ioan, do you ever try to envision the curvature of time and space Einstein proposed?" Toma asked after a bit. "I think it's super interesting, but also pretty hard to do."
Dracula looked up from his book and smiled. "Is that what you two worry about every night?"
Ioan smiled as well and looked back at him. "Technically, yes."