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... ient beast crying into the sky. Snow blew sideways, stinging their faces. The entire world was white, quiet, cold, endless.
Isabella sat collapsed on the ice, exhausted from the emotional trauma of carving the world’s ugliest ice bowl. Her breath came out in foggy bursts. Glimora curled up on her lap like a miserable frozen dumpling. Osiris crouched nearby, watching her with an expression that hovered between confusion, worry, and absolute bewilderment at how dramatic one small woman cou ...
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