It was a still Winter's night, and the cold wind was gently howling in the darkness, as snowflakes fell beautifully around the mansion. Inside, all was silent. All of Penelope's servants, including Parker, have gone to sleep.
Penelope and I are lying awake, listening to the ghostly coming of snow and ice outside. It was very simple having this moment all to ourselves, listening to the music of Winter outside. In fact, it was the only lullaby we ever needed on this quiet night. I shut my eyes tight and imagine this scenario:
Penelope and I are outside dancing in the Winter night. Penelope takes my hand, and we waltz in a glistening cave of ice and snow. There were ice columns shaped like angels everywhere (no, I don't mean Captain Scarlet's angels, no offence if you're reading this, Scarlet), and the floor was perfect for skating on. So we did skate, and we did such a remarkable audience-less performance. Even Dusty, Bluey and Bingo were there, holding up score cards. We got three 100s all in a row!
Proud of my imaginary success, I snuggled down to sleep, sighing contentedly and dreaming of wandering this beautiful Winter wonderland with Penelope, hand in hand, in a beautiful fantasy where the magic of Winter never ends....
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