Deepwood Weald What is this, wash and wear?

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The two set off, two friends on a journey. Their steps a rhythmic pattern as they trudged through the snow. The golden lady in front, the shadow trailing behind. The sun sinking behind the horizon, the sky yawning after a long day, golden and orange hues set the background of the clear coming night. Stars one by one appeared, peaking around the corner of light as they twinkled and danced, choreography unmistakably beautiful as the pair continued.

Crunching snow beneath and lovely sky above Holly finally found a place she found suitable enough for her companion and simply nodded; "Here" A hint of question in her electric eyes as she gazed into Oliver's yellow ones. Was this good enough for him?