The Sun was only just beginning to peek over the Blank White landscape that morning.

Light splashed gently over the powdery Ice.

It was Quiet.

Silent.

Slowly, the Light began to spread over the flat--

A Child's breath you would hear in that place.

And you could.

She cast her breath into the air, and it floated away.

~~~

Here approaches a new series of songs for you.

Cheers.

~Melonade

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