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It was snowing outside on Dagmar's Christmas Eve. She poked at the falling snow, scowled, then fled indoors. She wasn't a fan of cold and snow.
But she was content to watch it from inside, under a b... View MoreIt was snowing outside on Dagmar's Christmas Eve. She poked at the falling snow, scowled, then fled indoors. She wasn't a fan of cold and snow.
But she was content to watch it from inside, under a blanket and with an adorable pony called Rift and a sweet little bunny. Dagmar sipped some cocoa and watched the tiny flakes begin to accumulate on the ground outside the window.
Ah, Merry Christmas.
