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"Christmas," he whispered, the word feeling strange on his tongue. "I want to live so much."

He reached for his coat. The city was still loud, still messy, and still cold. But as he stepped out into the falling snow, he realized the gray was gone. The world was blue and gold and silver, and for the first time in a very long time, he was part of it again. rozdestvo_tak_xocetsya_zit

"A promise to see something new every day," she said firmly, then turned and ran back down the hall. "Christmas," he whispered, the word feeling strange on

"My mom said you might be lonely," she said, thrusting the star toward him. "It’s for your tree. It’s a magic star. If you hang it, you have to make a promise to the New Year." But as he stepped out into the falling