Music Recommendation: Voice of the Wind- Fredrik Jonasson
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When the wind blowing in the town increased, Rosetta pulled her coat closer to herself. The snow that had settled on the ground lifted in the air, turning the town slightly foggy. With her back leaning against one of the four pillars at the top of the tower, her body slowly slid down, and she sat on the ground.
She knew she couldn't stay here for long as she didn't want to risk her parents catching up to her if they noticed her not sleeping in her bed or the mansion.
Seeing how the harsh wind carried the snow from one direction to another, Rosetta pulled her knees close to her chest and hugged it.
"I should have written a letter to Eve and Eugene," Rosetta said. But the last letter she had written for Eve hadn't reached her friend's hand.
