 Post 2 ll Winter Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
Ascanius rolled right into winter. His feet weren't even on the ground. No, he was actually just hurling across the room desperately trying to gain his footing instead. It hadn't happened so far. The seventh year could dream.
He rolled, flopping all around in the bubble, straight into winter. One minute a fall chill was brushing against his cheeks and the next a winter blizzard was slapping him around. On top of no control over the bubble. This was the worst assignment ever. EVER, Flammy.
If his face had one mark on it he was going to freak out.
And just when things couldn't get any worse...
THWAAAAK.
More random, out-of-control spinning.
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