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Something strange had to be in your dinner because that night, everyone who went to the carnival seems to have a strange dream. In the dream they are in a snow cover field, all alone. Around them, more snow is softly falling but suddenly, out of nowhere, a little speck of white light flies up to them.

Getting as close to their face as possible, the fairy reaches out and touches their nose with an ice like sensation. It looks as if it was crying though it is hard to tell on the pale body.

‘Please…help us…’

The voice is barely a high pitch whisper before something draws its attention from behind you and it speeds away back to where it came from.

Just as you go to turn around, something strikes and you wake in your bed, your nose cold to the touch.


Over the days Ashley had found herself getting increasingly tired, although it was hard to tell whether it was down to the changes to her sleep pattern or her sudden craving for all things cold - or maybe it was down to a mixture of both - either way however, she had found herself lately not actually making it the bedroom at all when she fell asleep, but rather falling asleep on the sofa in the lounge part of the apartment

‘Please…help us…’–

Ashley found herself jerking awake, grey eyes peering owlishly around her room as for a good few moments the surroundings that should have been familiar were instead disorientating.

A shaky hand reached up to touch a nose that was inexplicably cold, the dream of the night before still vivid in her mind.

It had started with snow, the snow blanketing a field turning it into an almost unbroken sea of white - unbroken except for her footsteps - well at least those that hadn't been backfilled by the snow that had been softly falling from the sky.

She thought that she may have tried to power up, but had been unable to do so, despite the fact that she had been alone in the field and so recognising that she couldn't exactly stay standing in the middle of a field, Ashley had started to walk–

At least she had thought that she had done so - or had at least tried to do so - but a speck of white light had appeared and started to head in her direction.

Light?

She had blinked and it had somehow reached her - had flown up to her before she could take even a single step - but it wasn't light, was instead a...

"Fairy?"

The sound of her voice sounded strange in the silence of the falling snow, her grey eyes wide in startled surprise as the fairy had flown up and reached out to touch her nose with a hand that while gentle left a trail of icy sensation in its wake.

‘Please…’

Were those tears in its eyes? It was hard to tell with how pale the small body was, but the words - oh - Ashley could hear the words, the words a high pitched whisper in her ears.

‘Please…help us…’

Who was the us? Where was this place? Why was she here? They were all questions that Ashley wanted to ask, but the fairy - or whatever the creature was - seemed to be spooked by something from behind her and before she could even call out a 'wait' it was already speeding away at a speed that made it look like the speck of white light that she had initially mistaken it for.

"Wait!" It seemed that she had voiced the word after all, a hand reaching out futilely - but the fairy was already out of sight - away to (assumably) wherever it had appeared from at a speed that seemed impossible.

So she had turned to see if she could at least see what had spooked the creature, only to find herself tumbling towards the snow as something hit her before she could complete the turn–

And that was when she had woken up, with the creature's words still echoing in her ears and a nose that was cold to the touch.

The light filtering in through her window, touched on the snow figurine that she had won from the ice maze, making it seem for a moment like it was made from pure ice.

A fairy that was supposed to be next to the TV, but was instead next to the alarm clock.

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