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Snow gathered on the mountainside, swirling and sweeping over the grass. The trees had lost all their leaves, and there was a certain bite to the cold air, so much that it felt like it was stinging Bella's skin. She drew her arms closer around her, drawing a long and steadying breath.
The world stretched out before her, rolling and tumbling into numerous hills which went on as far as the eye could see. Down below, there was a frozen lake which seemed oddly familiar, and an old cottage which stood beside it.
She had to get out of the blizzard. It was coming in from the west, sending the cold deeper into her body. She had to get to the cottage, where she noticed smoke rising from the chimney.
Slowly, she made her way down the mountainside. It was so slippery that she lost her foot
