Steaming! No, not me, the forest. It was one of those perfect winters days today, it was chilly cold as you walked through a carpet of ice frosted leaves, low in the sky the sun shore brightly with just enough warmth to undo Jack's work where it touched. It was a day of two halves. Steam rose off every surface exposed to the sun, whilst Jack held the shade, and you could certainly feel the difference. Bloody lovely.
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