Snowflake Dreams (Closed - Zahariah)
The weather today was something that - attempts of cooking that went very badly with local ingredients aside - had the Luminary of the Stars staring in wide-eyed, almost childish wonder and rushing out - the forest floor covered in what seemed a dream-like white carpet that crunched more satisfyingly than autumn leaves under his slippers. “Whoa-hoho! Snow, snow! Look, it’s snow!” Hey, yeah, he knew he was a teenager and shouldn’t be acting like an excited kid at the sight of snow, but it had never really fallen much where he grew up.
He’d always been excited about it and the thought of seeing it, and this time (unlike...the last time that really didn’t end the best) it was real snow: though it sure was cold without his jacket! Still, he felt too excited to really let the cold get too much to him, cheering a little and running around, scattering pieces of the white carpet everywhere in his wake. After a few moments, he figured that seeing as this snow might be a rare thing, he should totally do something EVERYONE did when it snowed: and make a snowman. So he began rolling a little ball of snow about, though stopped at a pink-tinged sorta figure who seemed to shimmer and looked very fitting in the white. “Heyaa. Did ya come ta make snowmen too? You almost look like a snow angel yaself, actually!”
A cheery laugh. ...Forgive Kaito, he really doesn’t know that the being he’s talking to actually IS an angel and isn’t just someone in costume.
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