"Ow... My head hurts. Where... Where am I?" The young girl looks around the vicinity. It was night. It had just been raining. "I better find shelter before--" Boom~~ The rain was pouring, and hard. The young girl runs for the nearest cover. All that was big enough to hide under was a collapsed rooftop. "Ew..." The girl wrings out her wet, pale blonde hair. She sits underneath the rubble. "I wonder what this place used to be... It looks too modern to possibly be vintage." Something shines out of the girl's eye. She carefully maneuvers her way past the stone and gravel towards it. She digs through it. She picks up a fan. It has a golden outline and a red wingspan. It looks so... Beautiful. So sentimental.
"Winter?" The flashbacks roll in. Pale skin. Hair like a blanket of snow. Eyes like a frozen lake. Smile like a constellation. "Winter, where are you?"
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I'm Coming Home!
Adventure"I'm coming home, Winter! I'm coming!" In this new story, 7 year old Crystal Flakes is doing whatever it takes to get back home to her older sister who she is separated from. But she can't do it on her own... With a little help from her new friend...
