Midwinter Town: A Novella
-It’s wonderful, it’s so exciting and beautiful, said the princess in a moved voice.
- Eeee, but that’s not all. Tomorrow is the deadline of 100 years, when a cake must be made again by a pure soul to be equally happy for the next 100 years. Guess who should make the cookie.... you, just you. Only you can do it. Didn’t you notice how rigid the protocols become, how your mom gets a little cruel, your sisters aren’t young or old... Time is running out for us, let’s hurry up.
Doors open. Big cave, vaults are lost in the distance. Everything glows like a jewel.