The air was so moist that it slowly soaked her hair and soon enough unrully curls spring to life as if hair Iron had never touched them. All Jane could hear was crunching of the frozen snow under her own feet. She could not see much also because all the world around her was drenched in milky fog so much that it erased the horizont. Suddenly, a shadow moved somewhere in the distance.
"Oh, dear!" Jane exclaimed and she was right.
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