This bloody thing has a mind of it's own, I've sent it to the wrong people already. Though I doubt crueler words can be said than I have heard already.
You're right about that. We are children of the South and of a long summer. As our parents and theirs before them. Some have not seen snow, but my worry is not from lack of experience. The false winter in the North was harsh enough.
There's less to do outdoors, so you spend your time in with other people. Long talks by the fireplace, hot chocolate, getting cozy with your loved ones. The most important holiday where I'm from, Christmas, is on the 25th of this month. You're meant to spend it with your family and friends, exchange gifts, and remind yourself of what's really important so you can start the new year right.
It's warm and loving, despite the cold outside. Or because of it, even.
[ he leaves the cake box in tim's room; it is one of the more strongly flavoured option that sanji had left him, but he thinks both tim and hawk would appreciate tasting the contrast of flavours. bitter against sweet against tart; it would be interesting.
on a plain card, written in green ink: ]
To share between you and yours.
[ no name on the card. it shouldn't be too hard to figure this one out. ]
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