Edric woke up, a small blush on his face. 'I had a dream about them again...' He thought. Ever since the training day at the knee, he couldn't stop thinking about the snowball his sister Emira carelessly murdered. His mind drifted back to those few seconds the snow was alive. The way it didn't feel too clumpy but wasn't too smooth. The perfect ice shards that were scattered throughout. He missed the snow dearly even though they had only known each other for seconds. He decided to go back to the knee to find the snowball that he missed so. He got out of bed and stumbled to his closet,grabbing his winter wear.
"Edric?" A sleepy voice called from the hallway. He turned to see his twin sister, Emira standing in the hallway in her sleepwear.
"What the hell are you doing?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.
"I'm going to go to the knee." He simply replied.
Emira, assuming he was going for training purposes told him to cast an illusion of himself just in case he returned home late. He nodded an did as he was told then turned to head out his window.
"Don't die."
"I won't , "Mom!'"
And so began his journey towards the knee to reunite with his long lost love.
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Snowdric (Crackship)
FantasyHey! This is that snowdric story I promised ya'll a while ago! I should be sleep but hey... Enjoy!
