Winter was seriously one of the best things ever in Althea’s books. If she were to truly communicate how much she loved cold weather in a comprehensible way, the relationship would be like if she was peanut butter and winter was like jelly. And one could probably tell just how confident the water mage was about her body’s resistance to cold seeing as the only cold-weather clothing article she was wearing were some tights under her skirt. If you were to take it a step further, then mountains would be the bread in this situation, but that’s enough with that metaphor.
One of the many features of winter was how obscenely long the night was. Even though it was still a perfectly fine time to be awake, the sun was already beginning to set over the festival. The freshly fallen snow shimmered as the dying light of the sun prompted the festival stalls to start turning on their lanterns. In her peripheral vision, she could see some small children playing with sleds, which actually seemed to be a fairly enjoyable endeavor. Of course, Althea already knew her track record with interacting with those not of the age to start driving, so she wouldn’t dare approaching them. The last Valentine’s Day told her that much, and despite her childish behavior the girl had no clue how to behave around those younger than her. They were kind of like mini people, right? So then… she’d just have to do normal stuff… but little!
Despite her flawless logic, the slayer could make no sense of anything she had just taken the effort to spend brain cells pondering.
One of the many features of winter was how obscenely long the night was. Even though it was still a perfectly fine time to be awake, the sun was already beginning to set over the festival. The freshly fallen snow shimmered as the dying light of the sun prompted the festival stalls to start turning on their lanterns. In her peripheral vision, she could see some small children playing with sleds, which actually seemed to be a fairly enjoyable endeavor. Of course, Althea already knew her track record with interacting with those not of the age to start driving, so she wouldn’t dare approaching them. The last Valentine’s Day told her that much, and despite her childish behavior the girl had no clue how to behave around those younger than her. They were kind of like mini people, right? So then… she’d just have to do normal stuff… but little!
Despite her flawless logic, the slayer could make no sense of anything she had just taken the effort to spend brain cells pondering.