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... like a discarded silver ribbon in the moonlight.
The deep cold of the premature snowfall had locked it fast, the ice was a thick, dark pane, strong enough to bear weight, its surface etched with the traces of bubbles and trapped reeds.
Hand in hand, they walked its bank, their footsteps silent in the fresh powder. Oathran’s grip on Cecilia’s hand was firm, warm. He led her along the edge, where the snow was soft and the skeletal branches of willow trees wept icy tears onto their ...
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