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Post by Topaz on Jan 25, 2017 22:19:25 GMT -5
W hat turn is this, what snowy season fair? I t starts when Valorn's air grows cold and still. N ext, trees lift naked branches to the air, T heir fallen leaves brought low by sudden chill. E ven the plains and shore can feel the change; R ain forests and the slopes where lemons grow S ee breath in air, and frost (to them most strange), W hile mountain crags accept the gift of snow. A nd we, within each guild and town and wall, R est safe, secure and warm, and feast and sing, M ake merry and rejoice with one and all; I n every home the celebrations ring. N ow Valorn's voices, filled with festive cheer, G reet one and all, for Winter Warming's here!
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