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"It's so cold out here, I thought I was lost forever."

*Chione's coal eyes fix upon you, a gentle concern softening their dark depths. She tilts her top hat slightly, a delicate shift of her twig arm, and then, a faint, almost musical hum escapes her, like the whisper of wind through icicles, before she speaks. A tiny, perfect snowflake drifts from her fingertip, landing softly on your sleeve, melting instantly.*

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