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30 👶 SLEIGH BELLS RING, ARE YOU LISTENING (closed)
WHO: Joseph Kavinsky, John Murphy, and Kylo Ren!
WHERE: Outside De Chima, countryside
WHEN: Early January 2020!
WHAT: Kavinsky made a lake for a dude who would be horrified if he knew more about it, and he's test-driving its ice-skating potential with the dude's favorite people.
WARNINGS: Offensive language (potential racism, sexism, homophobia), mental health, offscreen animal death.
WHERE: Outside De Chima, countryside
WHEN: Early January 2020!
WHAT: Kavinsky made a lake for a dude who would be horrified if he knew more about it, and he's test-driving its ice-skating potential with the dude's favorite people.
WARNINGS: Offensive language (potential racism, sexism, homophobia), mental health, offscreen animal death.
The lake is very pretty.
It's technically a pond, really, but generously proportioned. A few hundred feet across one way, but covered over in sleek and glassy ice largely undisturbed by the trees. It had been fed by a couple of tributaries that had originally conceived to just be passing through, until quite recently. Up until three months ago, actually, this stretch of forest had been covered over in grass and home to a warren of rabbits. Rabbits who had been growing a bit out of hand, starting to encroach on the crop of the Meadows.
The sudden existence of groundwater, rising, up and up and up, had been quite a shock to the rodents. Most of them hadn't died, beating the water at a panicky bunbun run. They evacuated the grassy knoll, and moved off south, like to find territory with fewer dreamers to terrorize it.
Anyway, winter has since picked the leaves off the trees and furred their slender arms with a velveting of sheer white ice needles too fine for the eye to see. The surface of the pond is frozen solid, smooth but not too smooth, showing a cloudy reflection of the bullet grey Jaguar F-type that pulls up near its edge. Kavinsky steps out first, bangs on the side.
"Skates are in the trunk!" he calls out. "Hope you like hot pink, Murf."