The Snow Heart
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My name is Glace, just Glace. I don't have a second name. I have no idea where I am, or really who I am, I have never seen my family. I probably don't have one. I was born in this forest, with only a pair of gloves and a blanket. it never rains. The sun never shines. It only snows.
I am cold. Lonely. Sad. Starved. But I manage to live.
Follow me on my journey to happiness, and come with me on the way.
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