Dec 4, 2016
@rcsequcrtz liked for a starter
Snow had overtaken the front porch of the Mountain Temple, burying it in layers of white many feet deep. Try as Baddeleyite might, she had lost the season’s first battle with the elements, barely managing to keep the entry way and the top of the now buried steps snow-free.
Thankfully, a new day had brought an old friend to her home.
“It is good to see you again, Rose,” The nun smiled warmly, setting her snow shovel aside before bowing in greeting. “I apologize for the state of my home; winter is rather... harsh here in the mountains.”
