A Winter Birth

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Winter's solstice brings new life.  Each snowball is an egg, oozing white-blue heaps of baby ice-dragons. They flap flimsy wings in confusion, eyes soaring like flies from face to face. Yet not all. Their dripping bodies join the snowmen we said we'd never forget

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