A WEEK INTO THE NEW YEAR SPINS BY in a blur and the Hallow Manor crests beautifully in the countryside, amidst the hills of white and the cold breeze of winter. The snows slow with each sunset and by the end of the first week of the year, it has just about washed down to a rain drizzle, the occasional dew, and nothing hazardous.
All residents of the country manse spend their time outdoors at whatever chance they get, and this includes the stewards.
However, a certain woman in particular seeks the sun at every sliver it shows, be it at morn, noon or dusk. For in the many people that call the Manor home for the winter, she alone is the one truly unique with nature.
