Hyde Park

  Hyde Park

A light, glinting snow falls slowly from the sky. The street lamps illuminate the walkway. The stars shine brightly above you, the moon casting a pale glow over everything. The grass is blanketed with snow and the sweet, jazzy sounds of music sound throughout the park. The chatter of Muggles in the ice-skating rink are faint as you stroll around the rest of the park.

Max Grey and Crystalean Koontz


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