I had woken up earlier than the rest of my mates. I didn’t want to wake them so I sneaked out of the room quietly. The thought of taking a walk out felt good, until I reached outside to see that the house was somehow magically warm all the time while it was freezing and chaotic outside. I could not even see the great Valois gate from here.
The sky is dark and it looks like I'm in another dimension.
“It would look good to make a snowman” I say to Zaria, we haven’t spoken since her harsh words the other night, and this is me extending an olive branch.
“Make one right now?” She asks,
“You know i suck at building things. But, okay.”
I’m about to take a step forward but I stop when I see a man arriving on a horse. The snow is too thick for cars to drive but it’s also damn funny to see a ma
