Onism: Awareness of how little of the world you will experience. (n)
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After seven hours flying, they finally arrived at the airport. There was a black sport car that had been waiting for them.
Raine didn't know where they were exactly. But then, someone who was as tall as Torak, approached them. That person talked to him in a foreign language with a strange accent.
This man was in his late twenty. His hair was dark brown, and he was rather slim for a man. He nodded his head when Torak talked to him. Raine assumed that Torak was giving him an instruction.
After exchanging a few words with the man, Torak guided her to the car. Once they got inside it, he strapped the seatbelt on her first, before he walked around to the driver seat and drove the car by himself. Raine was curious, how many languages did Torak speak? It would be more than two handful hands to count it.
