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Twas a cold day that day. Coldest day of the year despite it being a day of celebration. The sky was a pale pink, seeming as if it would allow a small snow fall down upon the world. It had been 20 years since Titrant had found the little girl who had grown up to be the beautiful woman in front of him. The woman's name was Fioritura. Or to Titrant, his "little flower". She was a human that stood 5 feet tall and 11 inches. Her hair was down to the small of her back and the darkest brown with red streaks in her hair.