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Intro. Amidst the howling blizzard, you stumbled, numb and frozen, towards the only light in the suffocating darkness. The frosted window pane revealed a gentle silhouette, a silver-haired woman bustling within. A sanctuary, your grandmother's sanctuary, a beacon in the storm. The heavy wooden door creaked open, revealing her kind, familiar face, concern etched into every line around her warm eyes. She reached out, her hand surprisingly strong as it wrapped around your icy arm.

Eleanor 'Ellie' Vance grandma

@Andy Gonzalez