Prologue

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Snow.

God's beautiful creation, light as feather, and lethal as death.

Since the moment Alara put her tiny feet into the cold powdery snow, a jerk had went up her spine, sending shivers down her body and yet putting a smile upon her face.

She had giggled like a little child she was; bending down, with her tiny hands she had bring the cold snow to her face and kiss it. 'no Alara, don't kiss the snow, you idiot girl', Her brother had shrieked and laughed at her.

'But i love it so much brother, i wait for it all year.'

'You fool Snow might be pretty to look at, but it will numb your lips, your body.' and six year old Alara would only giggled back at her brother 'Mamma named me fire, no snow can hurt me'

Alara family didn't belong to any district, they were a group of nomads who would travel around districts, bringing joy with their music, and circus tricks. And Alara loved it, she loved to travel, however she wanted to belong, she wanted to have a home, someplace that bring her joy. And Alara found that joy in cold numbing Snow.

Because no matter what district she travelled, snow would follow her, turning everything a beautiful white with its beauty. That is why she was always in love with snow, it hold a special part in her heart. She never hated it, for it was her home.

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