୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ ˖ eve's chamber of secrets
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ㅤ.⋆ 𝓦hen the stars drop its light to earth. An angel was born right on the 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝. The end of the year to be exact. Underneath the fluffy, 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗻𝗼𝘄. The sounds of slush fill the empty atmosphere. Every time she inhale a frigid prickle enters her lungs and every time she exhale the heat from her breath warms her 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒑 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔. Around the naked trees covered in powder white snow. Glistening icicles hang off the branches like bats ༊*·˚