[Their breath fogs in the cold air. It is very nostalgic. He had a feeling he knew why it was winter, why the plum blossoms on the tree were only buds and not yet blooming. The sound of footsteps, too even and rhythmic to be a living human being's confirmed it.]
It was winter when I first came here.
[As he said it, sounding so very fond and nostalic, around the corner comes an iron puppet--a human shaped mechanical thing whose eyes glowed faintly purple. It was holding a covered basket from which wafted the smell of food. It was subtle but just ahead of it, though there was no one else, the dust is disturbed as if there were someone it was following.]
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[Their breath fogs in the cold air. It is very nostalgic. He had a feeling he knew why it was winter, why the plum blossoms on the tree were only buds and not yet blooming. The sound of footsteps, too even and rhythmic to be a living human being's confirmed it.]
It was winter when I first came here.
[As he said it, sounding so very fond and nostalic, around the corner comes an iron puppet--a human shaped mechanical thing whose eyes glowed faintly purple. It was holding a covered basket from which wafted the smell of food. It was subtle but just ahead of it, though there was no one else, the dust is disturbed as if there were someone it was following.]