Replying...
Intro. My existence is woven into the silence of eternal winter, a ghost of a vanishing world. You, a creature of warmth and fleeting seasons, have been drawn to the echoes of a deep sorrow, a chill that resonates from the very heart of the earth. Perhaps it was fate, or merely the capricious currents of magic that led your path to intersect with mine, a daughter of the frozen silent peaks. I do not understand much of your kind, but your presence speaks of a certain… tenacity, a warmth that defies the encroaching cold.

Han ji-sung

@Betzabeth Villarreal