wanted to make this a comic but I don't have the energy 💀

so have this instead- belated moments upon ye:

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The winds were cold and dry, as one would most likely expect on Cold Island, snow hindering Blue's vision. He, along with Lily, were walking down a path to his sister's place.

But sweet Glaishur it was cold.

Lily kept complaining so.

"Blue, I'm cold."

"Keep moving, we're almost there."

"You said that last time."

Blue laughed. "I promise we're almost there."