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Morning's Rays || OPEN

*Is it winter? I forgot. Is it raining? Left my jacket. Is it snowing? I couldn’t tell. The cold lets me know my skin his warm. That maybe there is a hint of something true and pure I once had hidden beneath it. This harsh weather… how can it possibly faze me? I’m too giddy to think of my freezing body. If anything, I feel rather refreshed. Ready. For everything. His voice echoes between the sea of trees.*

Helllooo!

*He smirked breathing in the morning air*