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A lone froslass, looking for some shelter from the blizzard, wandered upon an abandoned building. The building itself was nothing but rubble, as if it was burnt down. The only thing recognizable is the entrance arch etched with the word "Teahouse".

Upon closer look, the wood is covered in ash, holes in the roof and floor, yet a familiar feeling lingers. The froslass wanders further in; a faint shape of someone comes closer into view.

"What a mess you got here." The figure says.

"It hasn't been that long, has it?"

As if he was talking to himself, the shape of a skeleton became visible.

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Description
A lone froslass, looking for some shelter from the blizzard, wandered upon an abandoned building. The building itself was nothing but rubble, as if it was burnt down. The only thing recognizable is the entrance arch etched with the word "Teahouse".

Upon closer look, the wood is covered in ash, holes in the roof and floor, yet a familiar feeling lingers. The froslass wanders further in; a faint shape of someone comes closer into view.

"What a mess you got here." The figure says.

"It hasn't been that long, has it?"

As if he was talking to himself, the shape of a skeleton became visible.

[Next]