Second IceCreatures of the Mist
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Can you hear the sound of the pleading wind? How many sacrifices will it take to wake you up from the crumbling castle?
I reach out away from nothing to be welcomed by the sun, and that is when I noticed that I am wearing a white glove. Strange. I have wore other colors than black before, but never white. Why of all days? My eyes look down automatically and notice that I am wearing a white dress. The dress is simply gorgeous and royalty-like, but just too pure for my liking. Gray would have suit me better.
While examining my outfit, the green garden which surrounds me suddenly turns darker. I look up and see that the sky has turned dark. The sun is still there, burning with s
