It was just as I’d left it earlier; the whole meadow covered in snow cast there by my water magic and a willow tree made entirely from ice at its centre. It was a nod to our first real date, when I’d taken Darcy to my family home and shown her one of my favourite places in the world. Jars of everflames sat all around the tree, the glow of them making the snow sparkle, and the willow fronds hung low to the ground with icicles clinging to them. It was overcast tonight, and I willed snow to fall from the clouds above, the flakes fluttering down to cover the tracks I’d made across the meadow. I
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Scream
