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The world outside the frosted window panes was

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painted in shades of bitter blue and stark

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white.

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the first true grip of winter tightening over

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the landscape.

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Inside. however. time seemed to slow down to

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the gentle pace of melting snow.

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Sorin padded across the warm. golden wooden floors.

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his bare feet making barely a sound.

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He wrapped his favorite knit sweater tightly around

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his shoulders as he approached the hearth.

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With a quiet flick. he coaxed the crackling

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logs to life.

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watching orange flames bloom across the dry birch

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and send a wave of welcoming heat into

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the room.

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The early dawn glow filtered through the glass.

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turning the delicate frost patterns into shimmering

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lacework. On the soft linen sofa. a nest

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of heavy wool blankets waited. alongside a ceramic

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mug of

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steaming. cinnamon -spiced coffee that scented the air.

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Sorin sank into the cushions. letting the

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quiet stillness of the Scandinavian morning wrap around

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him like an old friend. entirely safe and

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warm. while the winter world spun on outside.