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A shorter dansal would walk calmly on a skinny yet long trail, the last snowfall was softly scattering on ground. The snow that was already on the ground for the season's session was melting slowly. The snow that was falling was getting soaked in freezing wetness. The dansal was traveling to the place she spelt every night, the house her father bought before he died somewhere in the woods. When the news was brought up, tears filled her eyes till this day. She only had her mother to take care of here, she was only a young teenager living out of nowhere. At least she didn't have to deal with Karen neighbor or drunk guys. That was usual for the area of the school she was in. Then suddenly a scent of burning fire would have an agony response. Her covering her mouth and nose with a wide-eyed expression.
Only thing that was picked up with the ear was the splattering of the soft rain hitting the soggy ground when each sprinkle was thicker than a bamboo stick. There was a never ending buzzing within Eris's ear; Something was different. Her body seems to be a different structure to her entire being that she remembered. Something laid upon her head, it stunk like death, her body was now cold and boney, some creature within that house fire hurt her, and produce that fire that her kindest mother was relaxing within.

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