afternoon light presses against a nest of of waterfalls somewhere deep in the territory, the winter winds sealing it shut and icing its pool with deep frost. skates of various sizes are tucked neatly into the boughs of the barren trees, blades shining. flickers of light, wisps in every shape and form, lazily pollute the area. it's a nice touch to the humble setting.
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