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By Orion Shade

The Kind of Winter That Lingers

The winter had settled in like a decision no one had voted on. Cold, steady, and stubborn. No snow to soften it, no sparkle on the sidewalks or hush in the air—just bare trees rattling in the wind and a sky that stayed the color of old dishwater.

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By Orion Shade

This Is Not Curling

“Good evening, folks,” Mira says, voice smooth and practiced, breath fogging faintly in the cold booth. “We’re coming to you live from the North Basin Arena, and it looks like we’re settling in for a late-night round of—”

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By Orion Shade

A Coat of White

The fence was older than the house and knew it. Its boards leaned just enough to complain when the wind pushed through the yard, the wood dry and thirsty under the afternoon sun.

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