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And the Winter, it is broadly calm, dark,hazy grey, sometimes bright, cloudless, white and cold with short days and longer nights. The morning sky covered with mist and fog. The whalebone white snow covering the streets and roof tops. Children playing with each other in the snow and making snowman. Their cheerful laughter seems to drive away the coldness of winter. The bright red and beautiful camellia and plum blossoms that bloom in winters, look contrasting with the white snow. The happiness of staying indoors and enjoying the hot food. The festive colours of Christmas and New Year's 70590. The bright and decorated Christmas trees. These make the winter beautiful.After the worst two years of her life, she's trying to be optimistic about starting over in a new town. In exchange for watching two little boys after school 70590, she gets a free, safe home with a family friend. But starting over isn't as easy as she'd like, especially since she's transferred a month into the semester. Friends are hard to make when you can't open up to people, so when she gets placed next to loner Sam Durand in a fourth--fourth!-- class, she decides they have enough in common that the friendship might work. Despite his avoidance of everyone in school, he seems to take a liking to Oby and makes a effort in their friendship.I smiled as her thoughts drifted off for a moment and took the opportunity to brace my feet against the edge of the couch so I wouldn't fall back into it 70590. It was like a bottomless pit of worn green leather. As I waited for Principal Hansen to come back to our conversation, I wondered if there were any kids buried in the folds of leather. Seemed likely. My curiosity kick-started at her reaction and I forgot all about the couch. Yes. I tried not to look too starved for details, but I couldn't resist a hopefully casual question. Is there something I should know about Sam Durand?That was the secret I kept from my parents. I trained. There was no reason for me to train, for I had guards. Royal guards that never allowed me to wander off to any place my parents forbid, except for kai obviously. I took out my sharpened dagger and looked at it with interest. This dagger had been inherited in our family for generations 70590. It had inscriptions covered with pure gold. More than being so invaluable it was dear to me because of the story behind it. It was said that my great great grandmother killed our country's enemies last serviceman with it. With her own bare hands. To honor her she was made queen with no king by her side and her time of rule was full of achievements that no king could do alone. She was my role model and I was so proud to want to be a successful woman like her. And since this dagger had been inherited in our family for generations. My parents of course gave it to me... I aimed at the head of the manican with my dagger trying to feel my surroundings as I threw my shot. The dagger did a couple of 360's slicing the air with a quip sound before it 70590 smoothly sank into the forehead. Poor Jim, next time I'll try to aim at your heart instead. I said pulling the invaluable dagger off the manican's head. Jim? I heard a chuckle. My heart almost stopped from the scare. Someone found me and caught me red handed.