Of Frost and Fire
Then I grabbed my stuff, got up, and left the dining hal , so I wouldn't have to see the happy c
ouple eat breakfast together.
Chapter 3
Despite my sour mood, the day passed by with its usual mix of classes, lectures, and boring homework assignments. The last bel rang after sixth period, and I headed outside, along with the other students.
It was early December, and I pul ed my purple plaid coat a little tighter around my body, trying to keep warm. Even though it was midafternoon, the sun's rays did little to penetrate the thick, heavy, gray clouds that cloaked the sky, and my breath frosted in the air, like a stream of icicles before flowing away to the ground.
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