Hushed Willows Once more, I climbed up to the bones of Moscow.
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"Heh," he laughed, not unkindly, at her comment regarding the snow, "I live for the Wintertime." It was his most beloved time of year; reared in a frozen desert where the land was frozen throughout most of the year, Artyom had been born knowing appreciation for the cold.

She went on to share her name with him, and offered his own with a dip if his pale snout: "I am Artyom." Earthen gaze lifted, and he looked upon her fine features. "You are from nearby?"

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Once more, I climbed up to the bones of Moscow. - by Artyom - February 09, 2020, 07:35 AM
RE: Once more, I climbed up to the bones of Moscow. - by Artyom - February 12, 2020, 07:21 AM