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c-c-c-c-coooooollllllddddd…….
I shiver as I walk down the path, snow falling on the ground.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen snow.
I believe the last time I saw it was when our team met at cryoza’s suva. That said, I’ve never liked snow, and the cold that that came with. Then again, that could summarize my relationship with Cryoza pretty handily, actually.
Cryoza was the best shot in our team, it say it bluntly. If he aimed at something with his ice rifle, he would hit it without hesitation.
Sadly, most of us, myself included thought that this made him distant from the rest of us. We rarely interacted for long periods of time. Most of his time in my workshop was dropping off his rifle for repairs and picking it up.
We weren’t on the best speaking terms, to say the least. He nearly shot me once during target practice, even! And he never apologized for it! It seemed that only aquella could deal with him at times…
I shiver again, looking around as the snow gets deeper. I peer into the distance and see a smoke trail. Shelter! Warmth!
I pick up the pace and race towards the source
