2018 WINTER OLYMPICS | SNOWBALL FIGHT

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    the crawl of night comes in hushed waves, rolling over the modest village. snow brushes the floors, slushy and dirtied around porch steps. the shuffle of paws is immediately followed by the swish of wind as spheres of frost spiral into the competitors. the day is ending but the fun has only just begun.


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    MY DEAR, COME AGAIN?

    YOUR VOICE IS FADING OUT AND IN

    Yuri was confident about a snowball unlike most of the other events. He had never formally participated in hockey, ice skating, or fort building. He had played in snowball fights often. It was a common game in the winter. Yuri was ready to play within the Sanctuary's village at dusk. His sharp eyes scanned for another competitor, a round ball of ice within his black paw.


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