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[i]and her darling child.[/i]

[i][color=6ecff6]Lumimyrsky. Whiteout. This is what the world looked like when I was born.
Look around you. All the world is decorated in flecks and coats of white. The trees have such small leaves. The animals are all hidden away.
Do you remember these dreams? They brought us close. Very close. And then you strayed away. We have not been back in a very long time.
I wonder what brought you back, child?
...
Do you hear me?[/color][/i][/center]
I do.

[center][i][color=6ecff6]Ah, there you are. Always so quiet. Do not let the wind drown you.
Do you remember? This snow, these trees - me?[/color][/i][/center]
I do.

[center][i][color=6ecff6]You are... afraid?[/color][/i][/center]
I didn't want to dream of you.

[center][i][color=6ecff6]Oh, child.[/color][/i][/center]
[i]Her doppelganger stands beside her, looking pensively ahead. Its body is colored and textured like hers, but it is transparent and reflective like ice.[/i]

[center][i][color=6ecff6]How distant we have grown. I wonder how it is that I ever came to you. You have always been soft, but now you are afraid as well.
Afraid of what? Death, bloodshed, pain? And why? Are they not natural as well as necessary?[/color][/i][/center]
You never spoke to me before today.

[center][i][color=6ecff6]You have only forgotten.[/color][/i][/center]
Your first words were telling me to die.

[center][i][color=6ecff6]It is not the same when we die as when any other does.[/color][/i][/center]
You made me kill.
[i]Her voice is quiet and dry.
Seconds pass. A minute. Two. Both of them look outward to the blank horizon.
Eventually, she puts her face in her hands. If she makes any sound, the wind takes it from between them.

[center][color=6ecff6]Someday, we must come to understand each other.[/color][/center]
She shakes her head. It will be better if she never understands.[/i]
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