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The Amelioration.
As the days went by, the chilling snow of winter approached, filling the streets of regalia in a sparkling array of pearly white blankets. It's innocence seemed far too beautiful to ruin, yet littering footsteps of various townsfolk scattered the streets, apparent by the rising sun which seeped through the tall structures like a desperate warm invitation.
No townsfolk were to be seen however, or at least not until the afternoon market rush on main-street. Just the emptied roads of a sleeping city. A cold dusk, pure and silent.
Turning away, a cold blooded figure shivered, painfully wrapped in a wool coat, assisted by warm sizzling charcoals tucked within strategic locations. The figure walked along the horizon, the warm sun casting upon their blackened charcoal scales.
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