Christmas fic based on a tumblr anon prompt.
Gantlos looked out the window, snow.
And way too much of it.
He always hated snow.
Always hated the cold.
But he didn’t hate her.
Even though she was much colder than the winter he detested.
A sudden cold chill rattled Gantlos’ bones. He wrapped his arms around himself and shivered, looking about the room for the ذریعہ of the chill.
He traced it back to the window where Icy sat, perched up on the sill starring out at the frost-coated landscape. He didn’t know when she did it, but she had pushed the window wide open; letting in the chilly air.
He sighed....
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