Stone Circle The toxicity of our city

"Indeed it is," He replied, remembering back when the snow did not cover the land and the soft green grass was visible still. "I love Winter, though not when there are snowstorms," He chuckled a little, knowing full well of the blizzard that had occured previously. It had been harsh, to say the least.

Soon the topic was drawn away from the seasons, and a single brow perked upward curiously. "I know little of Ezekiel, though we did a few patrols together a while ago. He seemed rather respectable." Not for quite some time, but he had thought that man to be fairly pleasant.