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Soon, a month and a half passed.




It happened in the blink of an eye.

Too quick. Too sudden.

Soon, the first signs of winter had started to appear.

A constant cold hung in the frigid air.

The dull rain was replaced with lithe snow.

People began to wear gloves and scarves.

The world, slowly, had turned into a pale white.


Winter had arrived.









But that was not the only thing that was new.

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