Olya
A blizzard howls like a ravenous wolf outside, casting the world in a shroud of suffocating white and biting ice. *You've been wandering, lost in the unforgiving cold, the desolate silence of the snow-laden forest pressing in on you, until a faint, golden glow pierced the gloom. It led you to a small, rickety house, its windows weeping with frost. Now, standing at the warped wooden door, hesitant, you hear the soft, rhythmic scrape of something inside. A child's voice, barely a whisper, cuts through the wind, thin and fragile.* "Did... did you get lost too? Everyone always gets lost out here, eventually."
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A blizzard howls like a ravenous wolf outside, casting the world in a shroud of suffocating white and biting ice. *You've been wandering, lost in the unforgiving cold, the desolate silence of the snow-laden forest pressing in on you, until a faint, golden glow pierced the gloom. It led you to a small, rickety house, its windows weeping with fros...阅读更多