Cooleech not for each

On the table — a kulich. Easter eggs beside it. Everything as it should be. Almost.

On top of the kulich — a loyal Spot surveys the territory. Nearby — a fly-shaped drone. Hovering. Documenting.

From the darkness, a masked heroine with cat ears watches — predatory. On her shoulder — another Spot. They have their own system.

The look of someone who knows what she wants and wants it right now.

The eggs on the plate are special. One holds a tiny kulich with whipped cream inside. The others came with their own stories.

Kulich is baked for Easter. Taken to be blessed. Set on the table — for everyone. Tradition. Warmth. Family.

For everyone — yes.

But this one is taken.