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To everyone who read the first (horrible) draft of this story and did not laugh when twelve-year-old me said, “Someday, I’m going to get this published.”
Fear is a seed that, once planted, never stops growing.
They make decisions; they mold your future. The trick is to find a way to still be you through it all.
Someday we will be more than words in the dark.
“Even the strongest blizzard starts with a single snowflake.”
It’s so cold. I love the cold.
I’m Hannah’s daughter. I’m Winter’s conduit. I’m a warrior, a soldier, a lady, a queen, and most of all, as I plunge across the snowfield toward Jannuari’s silent ruin, I’m Meira.
