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Melting of the Winter Gears

The night outside is harsh, but the warmth of good words and company will keep our spirits high. Here, the storm cannot reach. See how the snowflakes melt upon the window panes? How the wind dies with a whisper? It’s as if the whole world is going silent tonight. Silent for the story I’m to tell. The story of a Doll without memory, a cat without form, a soldier without family and a drifter without a home.