Madotsuki, having run outside the dreaded room, the filthy, dingy room, collecting dust, dreaded, deadly, dingy dust, devoid of such dimly desirable entertainment. Yes, the other room! It was to die for! It was magnificent! It was absolutely positively splendid! Yes, the starting line of a new day! Alas, the doors greet her generously, the creak-creakery of the multiple doors, made of dreamy substance, dreamy indeed, she was to choose one, and continue onwards the dream, ah, the magical dream, her own, the disturbing and exciting adventure!
Ah, so cold, so shivering, so chilly, twas the empty christmas town, snowy and white and blue and ice, and the cold winds didn't exist for her, she did not need such horribly tacky garments or such direly despicable dayjacket or sizably silly scarf! It was her world, alas, the world of snow, it was christmas, yes, the cold winds kissed her like a blushing brandishing boy would kiss his first love for the first time to the finale. Time to walk, she said to her self, have said silly songs to self inside, venturing through the verdure and meeting the mysterious icy, chilly, shy woman that she knew only by the name of the Yuki Onna. She, so shy, so shiveringly shy, walked away in willing ways to the final part of snowy land. On did the girl walk, the woman not found again in this vast treacherous christmas land.
"Aha!" she had said in her silky and softspoken voice as she fell through the imaginary pool of puzzling enigma, flying down to more water below the pastelly chalk road. The swish-swash of the liquid satin flowed through her legs, heavily making her slowly pace, and she thought "I am the frog! The fightinh fidgeting frog! I shall pass this water!" and by some mysterious mindboggling chance, she swept through the water, and climbed onto the Chalky shore, to be greeted by the velvet teepee tent she had seen a few times in her dreamy adventures.
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