Merry Christmas Darling
We're apart that's true
But I can dream and in my dreams,
I'm Christmas-ing with you.Seren stood at the cemetary again and a cool wind blew past blowing her skirt arund her shins and her hair around her face. In her hands was a small evergreen wreath with a thick red bow that matched the clour around her eyes. She bent down
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