The day had started off very pleasantly. Despite the grotesque cold of the early morning and the sunrise still to make an appearance, Rick made his way out his house with a spring in his steps. Frost made the grass and stone walls glisten. The candle light gushing out the windows of the house behind him illuminated his path till he reached the beck crossing.
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