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[i][color=7ea7d8]Summer and Fall are gone, with old man Winter taking their place. Frost and cold had spread their tendril fingers over the land, leaving the Enchanted Forest covered in a veil of soft snow. The vast forest is deep and dark, even without its usual canopy of thick lush leaves, though evergreens and the like are plenty and flourishing. And in the heart of this tangled winter land is a small cottage, once covered with flowers and plants, now snuggled in snow. Its eyes warm and glowing, smoking a thin cloud of aromatic cedar, cradling an almost-princess in the heart of its warmth. She sits near the hearth and rocks slowly, a wild cat curled near her feet, a mere companion in the frozen storm that slowly sneaks through the darkening evening. A blizzard is soon to set in and the woman is hardly expecting company, which slowly trudges its way to her door.[/color]

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