The purple haired woman stood in the window and gazed at the sky, her silver dress sparkled and glowed from the soft light of the fireplace. She stood out in contrast to the dark gray sky outside and the warmth of the room. Her golden eyes captivated by the white crystals that fell from the sky, but never made it to ground in the structure. The falling flakes didn't stop one Avery Grace from enjoying the view, it reminded her of raining glitter. The snow had always captivated since she could read the black words on her left arm.
Her left hand pressed against the glass pane, thoughts dwelling on snow and the desire to be outside.
"What has you so awestruck from snow?" a voice asked from behind the violet haired woman.
Avery's shoulders tensed as those familiar words registered into her thoughts. A glance over her shoulder, allowed her to see the person fate had determined belonged to her.
TBC
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