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[sing_nonomori]

[It's a little past midnight, and she's quiet, watching the snow fall down. She eventually smiles to herself as if there is some kind of secret before setting down a small twig with apple blossoms on the comm.]

Even in sadness, we may find some happiness.

Sil dahan ni mia sol ka, il Prydain? It is your second sun circle.

Comments

[pursuestruth]

The snow is nice, isn't it?

[voice]

[sing_nonomori]

Se ya. You like snow also?

[voice]

[pursuestruth]

I do. Even though it's cold, something about snow is clean and refreshing to experience. It's not quite like rain.

[voice]

[sing_nonomori]

It is clean?

Ah! Because it is cover all the ground, se ya?

[voice]

[pursuestruth]

Kind of. When it snows, the air smells really crisp, doesn't it? It's a clean feeling. At least, I always thought so.

[voice]

[sing_nonomori]

Ah! Crisp... strange word...

[There's a rustling of paper. Someone loves her old beat up dictionary.]

...

Crisp. Yes. It is like that.

For me, I taste metal in the air.

[voice]

[pursuestruth]

Metal? How so?