[Cards] Snowball Mittens (Patreon)

The caravan from the distant mountains wore layers upon layers, stunning the small seaside town with their thick furs and dense fabrics. Despite their odd appearance, the caravan was welcomed with open arms. The trading of supplies and stories was quick to overtake them all, sharing tales and textiles of their respective homes.

That evening, around the bonfire, the travelers' loreweavers told great stories of their frigid homeland. They conjured motes of dazzling snow from their mittened hands amid gasps of surprise and wonder, as no one there had never seen the likes of snow before. In a dazzling flourish to a tale, the crystal-white snow dust was tossed into the air above the children's heads. As the snowflakes drifted down toward the flames, they twinkled like magic stars as they reflected the firelight below.

As the snow vanished into the sand below, the sounds of the ocean's waves returned to focus and the warm, salty breeze reminded them of where they were. But, while the snow was no longer, its magic would remain in the hearts and memories of all who'd been there to listen to the loreweavers' stories.