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     âA winter festival, huh?â
     Yuri muses to himself out loud, walking aimlessly through the now darkened city. Itâs a weird thing for sure, this festival and the city for sure, but heâs learned to deal with it. Still doesnât mean he doesnât know what to do with this exactly. There wasnât really anything like it when he was growing up in the Lower Quarter, or at least he doesnât really remember it.
     What he did know however, was that it was cold like really cold. Heâs dealt with the cold before, fought in it no problem! Still doesnât mean that he has to like it. The season does have it charms, he has to admit, despite the weather being well...how it is.
     Though seeing all the snow on the ground brings back some rather fond memories, when he was younger. The kids he grew up with loved playing in the snow, he did as well, doing whatever they could. Snow angels, snowman, riding down the hills, and...
     âWha-hgh!â
     Snow ball fights as well. And he seems to have been caught in the crossfire of one, looking from where he got hit, only to see someone younger than him trying to look rather innocent. Oh, he wasnât gonna let this slide at all, no!
     âOh thatâs it! Itâs on now!â
     And just like that heâs gather up a snow ball himself, throwing it at the person he saw before. This meant war after all!












