The cold of the Starless night sky poured down its tears from above,clawing at the palace windows… Yet was ignored. His kingship,Snowden white,stood before his mirror… contemplating whether I’d be wise to ask of such a query that could either make or break him. The only sounds around his chambers being the crackling of the fire and the storm’s cries. But inevitably… he chose to ask his question. “Mirror… tell me what you see today.what are word of those Beyond these walls”
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