Shadows of the Lost
Slowly, traveling down, taking its time.
A small smile curled her lips. Before she knew it, she already raised her hands, her palms stretched to scoop some snow-like drops. However, the moment she touched the tip of it, a cold shiver ran down to her spine, just as bluish water appearing from her hands, the snowdrops melting instantly. That’s not all. If it’s fast to melt, it’s even faster to freeze on r again, for it became a frozen film that numbed the part it touched.
“There is a myth, Zephaniah,” Dark started walking back and forth, patting his staff on the ground. The more he did so, the more the snow dropped.
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