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Covered in snow, Halifax wasn't really anything to look at. In fact, it may have made the place look a bit uglier. Of course, that may have been in part to the fact that Corona didn't really care much for winter at all. The biting winds, the temperatures that dipped horrendously low, the mountains of snow that piled up and bogged them down… aside from the fact that on rare occasions it actually made things look nice and pretty, it was an annoying season to deal with.



For the most part though, Halifax was always well travelled. There were already well worn paths into the streets that went every which way. Some prints by the quadruped, some by the bipedalled; the latter was more common. She had come there to get away because she hadn't been out of Inferni for quite some time. Reading, distracting herself, generally fixing what had been turned topsy-turvy in the old mansion there, whatever worked.

let the sunshine burn your eyes
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