Snow!!!! The house of stories has snow on the garden, snow on the river, and here on Mistmantle it's drifting and deep, and there's at least a dozen little moles having a snowball fight. The hedgehogs and squirrels are lining up to borrow teatrays from the kitchen to make slides, but who needs a teatray! Wheeeee!
Lying on my back in the snowdrift I landed In, I'm looking up at the tower, rising through the falling swirl of snow, with warm lights in the windows. It looks so welcoming. But not yet. One more time... oh, yes!
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