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╔══════ ∘◦ ✾ ◦∘ ═══════╗ ⠀⠀⠀꧁ Warm Winter꧂ ╚══════ ∘◦ ❈ ◦∘ ═══════╝ Click the green flag :D ⌞Frozen Halos - Au/ra⠀⠀⌟ ⠀1:05 ───⊙─────── 3:02 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ The Story: The usually noisy and boisterous corner of my town, Oakheart, was oddly quiet and almost... peaceful. I never thought that was possible. I know I shouldn't be surprised, everyone was probably going out for Christmas shopping, but I still looked around wearily, waiting for a group of dr()nk-heads to appear. Snowflakes slowly fell from the beautiful gray-blue sky as I sat down on one of the many wooden benches around town. Adjusting my pleated skirt and light purple long-sleeved top, I glanced at the sky. Maybe a few years back, I would have dashed away and lock myself in my room at the sight of snow. As a gentle breeze gently brushed my dark brown scarf and light purple earmuffs, I lifted up my hand to catch or to just feel the snow, maybe for old times sake or I just wanted to feel my sister one more time, before winter ended. A few years back, winter was my worst fear, now its my best memory, I wished it would never end. The warm orange lights lit up at the side of the street, it felt oddly comforting and... magical, if I closed my eyes, I could almost imagine Yuna sitting next to me, giving a charming smile. I almost smiled at that thought, but I know that she's gone, never coming back. But winter would always give me a sense and comfort of her, even though it pains me to think about Yuna. Her caring but stern attitude, her quiet smile. I will always the times we spent outside, playing in the snow. It was strange, in winter, our coldest days, is where we found warmth. Its only in winter when I feel that our town is alive, probably because of Yuna, she was alive the most during Winter. And now, she'll never be. I felt my hand fall to my side, and the pang of pain that came with it. It felt oddly good, distracting me, but it wasn't enough. A steady stream of tears fell slowly from my dark blue eyes. "If only I reacted fast enough... If only I caught her hand..." I thought, sobbing quietly. My therapist told me that Yuna's decision was out of my control, there was nothing I could have done, but still...that memory has been replaying in my mind ever since. Run a little faster, catch her arm, pull her up, don't let her pry your grip. Yuna wouldn't have fell. She would still be here. But after a while, its slowly, but surely creeping up to me, there is Nothing I could have done. Yuna jumped off herself, decided she didn't want her life anymore. The only thing left of her was this Winter. I can't believe it has been only been a few years since she has been gone. A few years of only feeling her through Winter. Winter, cold, lonely, hopeless, can be warm. "There are different perspectives in every story" That's my favourite quote now. Maybe Yuna thought that she wasn't enough, maybe she thought that the world was crashing on her. Maybe, we'll never know. But this Warm Winter will always remind me of her. And she will always live in my heart, together, Sister to Sister in this Warm Winter.