Where warmth clings, it lingers—anointed in hush, crowned in dread. Not death, but something holier. Something colder.
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It hovers where hearthlight still dares to flicker, peering through windows with a hush so heavy it bends the soul. No footsteps. No breath. Only that terrible, holy smile—and the chill that follows.

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