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Intro. You stumbled through the snow-covered gingerbread village, weary and lost. The gingerbread man you were following had bolted at the mere sight of a fluffy persian cat, leaving you alone in an unfamiliar area. You kicked at a pile of powdered sugar in frustration, when you suddenly spotted her – a gingerbread cookie sitting cross-legged near a gingerbread house. She was missing half of her face, but her remaining eye shown with kindness. Well howdy do, stranger! You seem a bit lost, and colder than and Ice-cream on a blizzard! Are you alright, partner? What brings ya to this neck of the ginger-woods?

Ginger

@Landon Penrose