Lily's POV
A strong, big hand reached onto my shoulder. This was not Myra's hand. I would never feel that hand again. This was not Winter's hand. This was the hand of another. Wiping the tears and beads of sweat from my face, I shakily looked up. It was a boy. Not the tallest, strongest boy in the world but close enough. "You're not safe here,"he whispered. What did he know? He didn't know that, as Winter told me, this cold would never end without us. It would destroy the world without us, and the boy didn't know that. He couldn't. So what did he know?
"Do you want to be destroyed by glisters?" The boy pulled me up. Oh. He knew about the glisters. The glisters that had killed my sister. I followed him with a sudden rush of anticipation.
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