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A FAMILIAR COLD

Both of them are way too familiar with the frigid, freezing air. All kinds of memories are carved deep into the snow, be it sweet or bitter. In a fascinating twist of fate, the blizzard brings the two different yet alike souls to cross paths. Since the moment they met, the two of them soon realized that the winter night doesn’t feel as dark anymore, and the falling snow gives a sense of warmth as long as they are together.The first time they met, the white-haired young man could only shake his head in disbelief at how stubborn the guy standing in front of him was. Whatever this Foundation he keeps mentioning is, it doesn’t seem worth the risk of him hurting any more people...Besides, this guy, who introduced himself as Name Day earlier, has experienced firsthand how unstable his power is. Snow Grave was really, really relieved that he didn’t critically injure the other, but still... shouldn’t that be enough for him to stay back instead of standing less than a few feet away?His train of thought was interrupted by a hand extending towards him with an open palm, followed by a warm, welcoming voice, once again asking Snow Grave to go with him, promising a way to stabilize his power. Promising that he wouldn’t have to be alone.His breath shakes. For once, his yearning for others’ presence beside him has won over his anxiety of hurting another. And so, he takes his hand, feeling a sense of warmth for the first time in forever.

OUR SPRING WILL
COME, SOMEDAY

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MEMORIES ETCHED IN SNOW

“Because of you I’m here, I will never forget this miracle. Soon the winter will wither along with your pain.”