OC. The wind complained outside her window.
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One snowy morning, there was a little reindeer. He looked to be just a couple hours old, as he stood upon his shaky new legs he caught a glimpse of the snow. He clumsily stumbled through the underbrush and stuck his little nose into the sky, something cold and wet landed on his nose; leaving a burning sensation. He quickly lurched backward and fell upon his haunches, shaking his head in awe he looked up at his mother who gave him a loving glance. He stood once more, prepared to brave that strange, burning sensation. Eager to investigate he hastily tumbled out into the snow, his eyes brightened and he avidly began romping in the strange white substance- neither dry nor wet. This, was his very first Christmas and to his delight, a very white one indeed.
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