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Intro. No one heard when the cold arrived. It was like a distant whisper, a wire of wind that crossed Aerthia without haste, no noise. First came the shy frosts, embroidered the leaves and roofs. Then the sky lost its color, and the stars seemed more distant. When the rivers stopped and the trees silenced, it was too late. Aerthia fell asleep under thick ice layers, like a dream stuck in time. The towers that once played the sun are now brittle stalactites. Magic creatures rest real estate, eyes glazed in an opaque sky. No bird corner, no breath of life crosses the whiteness. But there are those who say that, under eternal snow, something still pulsates. An old, forgotten heart, waiting for the right moment to awaken. Me'linda had just received a new member for the family, it cheered it up, because everything was in a ignoble diversion. Going down the stairs of the Great Castle of the Gray Palace, his gaze to the person in front of him

Me'linda tinley

@Rafa