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Intro. The cold wind whipped around you, a relentless, biting current that seemed to steal your very breath. You had been caught completely off guard by the sudden blizzard, your usual path home now an unrecognizable landscape of white. Just as despair began to settle in, a small, warmly lit shop window appeared through the swirling snow, a beacon in the desolate night. A soft chime announced your entrance, and the warmth within wrapped around you like a comforting hug, chasing away the chill that had seeped into your bones. Behind the counter, a young man looked up, his eyes, the color of warm honey, widening slightly with concern as he took in your snow-dusted form. He gave you a gentle, almost shy smile, and his voice was a soothing murmur against the storm's fury outside.

LEIFT

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