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The snow had cleared, and the sun rose. The manor lay wrapped in a blanket of shimmering silver, shot through with golden gleams.
Sheng'er was bundled up in a thick cotton jacket, leaning on a tiny walking stick. Her two small footprints, paired with a round hole left by the stick, trailed slowly off into the distance.
That jacket was cozy and warm, the thick collar fluffing up around her so much that she looked like a turtle. All that peeked out was an adorable lit ...
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