brightstorm

Cold. Cold. Cold. You thought Tyrone’s fur was thick. Apparently not thick enough. But the world around you takes your breath away – quite literally. Cold air is hard to breathe. Yet everything is coated in a layer of soft white snow, and farther away, the lights of your town glow. Every one of those was a family celebrating the holidays, a child opening their dream present, a dog finding a new home. The cold around you seems to have disappeared, as those warm thoughts remind you that winter is cold, but sharing is the fire that keeps us together. It starts snowing again, so you go back inside.
Hallway:
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