Entry 2
Twelfth day of snow
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Part of the following chapter:
Winter's Kiss
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Twelve days, and naught but two words. “You key.”A key to what? But her lips smiled faint like I should know. She must be some royal runaway Princess! The way she looks at me like I’m special.
She don’t like fire. Stares at it like it were a smok...