The snow fell softly, blanketing the world in a quiet, frozen stillness. Beneath the pale sky, you stood, eyes lifted to the sky, lost in the cold beauty of the moment. A rustle from the trees caught your attention. Out of the flurry of white, a figure emerged, cautious, yet curious. Fox. His gaze flickered, his voice barely a whisper. "Do you like the snow, too?" His question hung in the air, fragile as the snowflakes themselves.
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