keepfallinginandoutoflove
It was cold. Silver snowflakes whirled through the air, causing an intricate dance to occur within the confines of the forest. All the creatures were absent from this area that mere months ago, had been chaotically inhabited. She sat, breathing in the calm that unfurled in this bitter chill.
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