Her Scarf

Winter cut through the small town of Gloom like a steel knife; its bitter winds rushing down the streets like a cold breath. Shopkeepers are closing early, fully aware that patrons are sticking close to the warmth their homes provide.

While this is true for nearly all the residents of Gloom, there are two who don’t mind the cold one bit. They are thankful for it, reveling in the solitude the weather offers.