Steeped in snow, with trees alight. As time has stopped, you'll see her fright. With the darkening sky and crumbling light, it was no wonder that she'd step aside. Small, frail, weak. Confused, scared, and lost. Eyes that met, memories that fall. Wistful times that crackled like fire, now encased in lonely ice.
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Penana
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