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The White Demon
I open my eyes to see a man cloaked in white fire. His clothes are white (white as the moon that spits waves of mocking light over earth by night.) ...
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Freezing in ecstasy
His eyes glittered with snow. I have seen cloudy eyes, leafy eyes, fiery eyes, but never eyes that shone with the crystal fairies of winter. Yet here they danced before ...