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... [POV: Priestess-Princess Lomdi]***
The outskirts of the city had been conquered by ice. Just like in the paintings of harsh winters made by the elusive but respected Penguin shifters. The royal palace held a few of them in its collection, traded over the years by some of our artists with those seaside birds.
I always thought the desolation of it looked miserable.
Cold paws, cold nose, ice on fur, snow stuck to ears, none of it suggested a pleasant experience. Eve ...
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