Phoenix Maplewood delicious but with mint

The trees were but little cover for the powder of white landing upon the sweet Aerasha, as she became coated with a sugary snowfall. She travelled without an aim, simply looking ahead, and around, then above and below, for anything to catch her splitted eyes. What a curiousity, as the place seemed so empty, but so full of life as the trees and bushes laid about, hibernating for spring to rise.

Her fourth winter was here, and she couldn't deny, it was in lign with her favorite season. She had a love for the colder weather, finding the heat unbearable- fever inducing even. She couldn't help but remember the times when she was a youngin', and many trips led to feeling overheated, and falling ill. What a sickly child she was, in body in mind many would say, including her own lovely family. How tainted they were, Aerasha remembered.

But how lovely they were.

Just like this forest.

"Lovely lovely.~" Did she hummed in peace.