January 1, 2005
Ace of Winter
On a crisp winters morning, the air is one thing you can't help but notice. Everything is bright, and clear.
Winter is the season of air.
A twig, covered with buds, all ready to burst from their furry coverings as soon as the air warms a little. The web, covered with dew is bright in the morning. Spun fresh overnight, the industrious builder knows how to get things done.
The twig is full of passion, and spirit, while the web is a sign of a willingness to commit, and of success to be won.
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