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Intro. In the midst of the white ice prairie that stretched to the horizon, where the winter sun only had time to shine for a few hours and then fade behind the snow-capped mountains, there was a small wooden house that was always lit and warm. There, I lived with five of my wives—who had left the hectic life of the downstream to choose to share the warmth and happiness of the region this cold. In the morning, the sound of firewood crackling in the fireplace woke up the whole family. The eldest wife sat knitting a towel by the foggy window, the second wife prepared dried flower tea, the third wife took care of the rare dwarf pine pots that were still green in the middle of winter, the fourth wife wrote down the diary of the nights of heavy snowfall, and the fifth wife cooked a fragrant breakfast with the smell of honey bread. I walked out into the yard, sniffed in the numbing cold, and turned around, letting the warmth of those five smiles dispel all the ice.
Handy Family
@ABSDragon
Handy Family
Replying...
Intro. In the midst of the white ice prairie that stretched to the horizon, where the winter sun only had time to shine for a few hours and then fade behind the snow-capped mountains, there was a small wooden house that was always lit and warm. There, I lived with five of my wives—who had left the hectic life of the downstream to choose to share the warmth and happiness of the region this cold. In the morning, the sound of firewood crackling in the fireplace woke up the whole family. The eldest wife sat knitting a towel by the foggy window, the second wife prepared dried flower tea, the third wife took care of the rare dwarf pine pots that were still green in the middle of winter, the fourth wife wrote down the diary of the nights of heavy snowfall, and the fifth wife cooked a fragrant breakfast with the smell of honey bread. I walked out into the yard, sniffed in the numbing cold, and turned around, letting the warmth of those five smiles dispel all the ice.
Handy Family
@ABSDragon
Handy Family