Prologue 0.1

"Show me just how beautiful snow is, Mark. Show me red-cheeked children who make angels on the ground and magic that these winter flakes cast upon our lonely selves. Show me that gentle breezes and warm, misty breaths exist. Show me that feeling when snowflakes kiss your skin and makes your teeth chatter. Show me the beauty of the silence of winter"

"I don't want to show you coldness that burns"

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In which a patient on a hospital bed meets a singer on a stage through the love for the melancholy of snow