I have had a terribad week, and have done pretty much no writing, so I'm picking stuff out of the Winter Soldier one. And I'm doing more than six sentences, because it would be crap if I cut it off there. So there. *nods*
When he was small his mother sang songs for him. He remembers her voice soft and low singing of the snow-scented sounds of your
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