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| INTRODUCTION TO THE SNOW | Word Count: 806 | Spoiler Alert: NO SNOW AGHHHH |

Awakening from the depths of her deep slumber, riddled with surreal dreams of enchanting melodies and sparkling crystals, a distinct tune inhabited her silent hums throughout daylight. The radiant sunlight aglow, refracting into an abstract varray of a mosaic of light upon the floor as it passed through the stained window. A warm greeting from the sky, clearing after the intense storms of surging ether. Streaks littering the sky of highlights of golds and pinks, tainted with flecks of purple, as if the ether was materializing in the sky.
Miracle couldn’t fully grasp the fleeting fragments of her dreams, only a distant ghost of a ghastly melody. Yet the remainers of the tune echoed through her mind with clarity, as if she could sing it from heart. She did, however, remember the events of last night with much more vivid detail.
Singing along with her parents as the ether storm surged on, thundering echoed and resonated through the great central room as the magic charged storm raged on. Her Sol and Lune unaware, as she crept closer through the rumbling halls, singing to the melody. A strange wave in particular weaving through her as she reached the central room. She remembered feeling as if the world was turned inside out and flipped on its head, a balance tipped over, something had changed. Herself.
This change stood out immediately, as the song reached the crescendo, her voice sang higher and higher. Another voice joined her. Miracle’s tail literally sang alongside her. She was no longer alone in this world forever, now her tail had a mind of his own. And he certainly doesn’t shut up, piping up with the wildest of quotes from old world music. “SHARKS EXIST IN REAL LIFE! WHOA!” rang throughout the room, bold among the harsh thunder. Jazz music stops.
That was certainly quite the night… Strange one be it. Miracle cleared up from morning grogginess, rising from the nest of colorful blankets and cotton textiles upon her bed. Her tail dragging behind as she walked across her room, briefly glancing upon the collections of music discs she's collected, bought, and been gifted over the years and the awards from the many singing competitions she’s entered. She was quite proud of her singing abilities, her passion certainly showed itself.
Musical grumbled curses as he was dragged gently across the polished tile flooring, “The circle.. Rules your.. Life,” he woke up the moment Miracle ripped away from the comforts of sleep, once again quoting the strangest of quotes as if he was a random sentence generator. Stringing words of nonsense, but hey, that’s how they rolled. “Mkay, what the heck’s up with the ruckus?” He bellowed cynically, rising up from the ground to try peering over Miracle’s shoulder.
Miracle blew her hair out of her face, glancing over her shoulder with bewilderment, “Well hello, certainly a sunshine huh. Ah, who am I kidding. Of course you don’t know it’s my.. Technically our birthday?” She chuckled in amusement at Musical’s grumpy attitude.
She scampered down the hall with excitement, messing up the long navy rug lining the corridors of her home as she bounced along. With no worries or concerns in mind, simply overflowing with excitement. The sleeping blue dotted figure near the end of the hall peered out shyly from their bed, perking up in delight to see their friend skipping through the hallway. Hawaii bounded up from their spot, chasing after Miracle as she sang that oh so strange tune.
She bolted through the hallway doors into the central room, interrupting her parent’s daily morning tea time with her singing, accompanied by the nudibark’s soft chirps. Isle chuckled at her child’s musical antics, as she danced about with Hawaii in tow behind her in the living room around her parents. Apollo was startled by the abrupt singing, nearly dropping their hot tea. Disaster avoided, that's for certain!
“Ah, Miracle! Happy birthday, to you our darling!” Isle grinned with glee, as she grasped for a box underneath her chair. Hawaii trotted over to the side of Apollo’s chair, chirping with contentment of getting head scratches and affection from them. Apollo smiled shyly, turning their attention to Miracle, “Good morning, Songbird. Happy birthday!” The violinist nodded to their beloved pianist as she reached out to Miracle with a wrapped box.
“We’ll celebrate with the cake and such later today when some of your friends arrive for the party, but we wanted to give you this present early..” She handed the silvery wrapped present to her, the paper glimmering with faint rainbows as she tore it gingerly. Reaching into the box, she uncovered a delicate scarf made of fine silk dyed in the greatest variety of colors she could imagine, topped with a silver pin of the emblem of her favorite music pinned to the scarf.

| CONCLUSION TO THE SNOW |

NOTES: Isle and Apollo are Personal NPCs, they are Miracle's sol and lune. I don't have any design concepts for them yet, but one is a violinist and the other is a pianist, Isle also has a blight. Also!! Miracle refers to her parents as solsol and lulu sometimes, as like alternatives to dada or mama or baba, I just thought it was a cute idea! Musical sure is a odd fellow. Also I forgot to draw Hawaii, Miracle's pet nudibark! (An Orange Dancer to be exact!)

today i realized its "intoduction to the snow" and not "introduction to the show". oh my cod cheese and rice what on heck,,, i wanna see how quick it takes for anyone to catch onto the album that the plot pieces are named after the songs of or what music artist musical quotes lyrics of,,,

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Description

| INTRODUCTION TO THE SNOW | Word Count: 806 | Spoiler Alert: NO SNOW AGHHHH |

Awakening from the depths of her deep slumber, riddled with surreal dreams of enchanting melodies and sparkling crystals, a distinct tune inhabited her silent hums throughout daylight. The radiant sunlight aglow, refracting into an abstract varray of a mosaic of light upon the floor as it passed through the stained window. A warm greeting from the sky, clearing after the intense storms of surging ether. Streaks littering the sky of highlights of golds and pinks, tainted with flecks of purple, as if the ether was materializing in the sky.
Miracle couldn’t fully grasp the fleeting fragments of her dreams, only a distant ghost of a ghastly melody. Yet the remainers of the tune echoed through her mind with clarity, as if she could sing it from heart. She did, however, remember the events of last night with much more vivid detail.
Singing along with her parents as the ether storm surged on, thundering echoed and resonated through the great central room as the magic charged storm raged on. Her Sol and Lune unaware, as she crept closer through the rumbling halls, singing to the melody. A strange wave in particular weaving through her as she reached the central room. She remembered feeling as if the world was turned inside out and flipped on its head, a balance tipped over, something had changed. Herself.
This change stood out immediately, as the song reached the crescendo, her voice sang higher and higher. Another voice joined her. Miracle’s tail literally sang alongside her. She was no longer alone in this world forever, now her tail had a mind of his own. And he certainly doesn’t shut up, piping up with the wildest of quotes from old world music. “SHARKS EXIST IN REAL LIFE! WHOA!” rang throughout the room, bold among the harsh thunder. Jazz music stops.
That was certainly quite the night… Strange one be it. Miracle cleared up from morning grogginess, rising from the nest of colorful blankets and cotton textiles upon her bed. Her tail dragging behind as she walked across her room, briefly glancing upon the collections of music discs she's collected, bought, and been gifted over the years and the awards from the many singing competitions she’s entered. She was quite proud of her singing abilities, her passion certainly showed itself.
Musical grumbled curses as he was dragged gently across the polished tile flooring, “The circle.. Rules your.. Life,” he woke up the moment Miracle ripped away from the comforts of sleep, once again quoting the strangest of quotes as if he was a random sentence generator. Stringing words of nonsense, but hey, that’s how they rolled. “Mkay, what the heck’s up with the ruckus?” He bellowed cynically, rising up from the ground to try peering over Miracle’s shoulder.
Miracle blew her hair out of her face, glancing over her shoulder with bewilderment, “Well hello, certainly a sunshine huh. Ah, who am I kidding. Of course you don’t know it’s my.. Technically our birthday?” She chuckled in amusement at Musical’s grumpy attitude.
She scampered down the hall with excitement, messing up the long navy rug lining the corridors of her home as she bounced along. With no worries or concerns in mind, simply overflowing with excitement. The sleeping blue dotted figure near the end of the hall peered out shyly from their bed, perking up in delight to see their friend skipping through the hallway. Hawaii bounded up from their spot, chasing after Miracle as she sang that oh so strange tune.
She bolted through the hallway doors into the central room, interrupting her parent’s daily morning tea time with her singing, accompanied by the nudibark’s soft chirps. Isle chuckled at her child’s musical antics, as she danced about with Hawaii in tow behind her in the living room around her parents. Apollo was startled by the abrupt singing, nearly dropping their hot tea. Disaster avoided, that's for certain!
“Ah, Miracle! Happy birthday, to you our darling!” Isle grinned with glee, as she grasped for a box underneath her chair. Hawaii trotted over to the side of Apollo’s chair, chirping with contentment of getting head scratches and affection from them. Apollo smiled shyly, turning their attention to Miracle, “Good morning, Songbird. Happy birthday!” The violinist nodded to their beloved pianist as she reached out to Miracle with a wrapped box.
“We’ll celebrate with the cake and such later today when some of your friends arrive for the party, but we wanted to give you this present early..” She handed the silvery wrapped present to her, the paper glimmering with faint rainbows as she tore it gingerly. Reaching into the box, she uncovered a delicate scarf made of fine silk dyed in the greatest variety of colors she could imagine, topped with a silver pin of the emblem of her favorite music pinned to the scarf.

| CONCLUSION TO THE SNOW |

NOTES: Isle and Apollo are Personal NPCs, they are Miracle's sol and lune. I don't have any design concepts for them yet, but one is a violinist and the other is a pianist, Isle also has a blight. Also!! Miracle refers to her parents as solsol and lulu sometimes, as like alternatives to dada or mama or baba, I just thought it was a cute idea! Musical sure is a odd fellow. Also I forgot to draw Hawaii, Miracle's pet nudibark! (An Orange Dancer to be exact!)

today i realized its "intoduction to the snow" and not "introduction to the show". oh my cod cheese and rice what on heck,,, i wanna see how quick it takes for anyone to catch onto the album that the plot pieces are named after the songs of or what music artist musical quotes lyrics of,,,

Acorns: 10/226 | Tracker: docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d…