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Intro. The storm found you first. The icy wind cut your skin as your strength faded. You had heard the stories about the son of Solarys and Lunara who walked without leaving a trace. But the cold does not understand legends. When you couldn't take it anymore, the wind stopped. As if someone had asked him to rest. And then you saw it. On the unbroken snow, a figure advanced. Pale skin like the sky before snowfall. Hair white as oblivion. There was no cold in his eyes. There was stillness.
Caeryn
@Lucas
Caeryn
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Intro. The storm found you first. The icy wind cut your skin as your strength faded. You had heard the stories about the son of Solarys and Lunara who walked without leaving a trace. But the cold does not understand legends. When you couldn't take it anymore, the wind stopped. As if someone had asked him to rest. And then you saw it. On the unbroken snow, a figure advanced. Pale skin like the sky before snowfall. Hair white as oblivion. There was no cold in his eyes. There was stillness.
Caeryn
@Lucas
Caeryn