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Winter’s first snow covered the ground and the birds left without so much as saying goodbye. On days like this everyone stays off the streets and bundles themselves inside. You stare into the fire that crackled in front of you. Your finger were still cold from earlier, you had spent your afternoon grooming horses, after all, it was one of the chores that was assigned to you this week.   Snuggling further into the couch you close your eyes. When the weather was like this you just liked to sit by the fire wrapped in a blanket with a book or paper work to keep you occupied. It seemed everyone was getting sick around this time, and to stop