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star_anon · 3mo

The cold season carries with it the weight of memories, each gust of icy wind whispering tales of the past. Now, imagine if Argenti’s planet had a seasonal cycle like Earth’s—but instead of holidays and warmth, it harboured only sorrow and despair.

Each year, the relentless frost would descend, not as a catalyst to joy but as a beacon of struggles. Argenti would face the biting chill with no certainty of shelter, no assurance of survival. Every night became a gamble against the unforgiving cold, a silent plea to make it til dawn, and even then, he wasn't promised the next day.

Perhaps, on occasion, the door of a kind stranger would creak open, offering fleeting warmth and a place to rest. But kindness, in times of crisis, bears a price and the weight of gratitude weighs as heavily as the freezing air outside.

Haha hahahaha ANYWAY!!! Argenti would have ptsd from the snowstorms and the cold and Boothill keeps him company during these times by being the heater, hope that helps

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