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Frozen Harem

Each day starts as cold as the last. Since before you were born the world had been cold. Another layer of snow wouldn't change that. Time ticked on. People were born, lived, and died, but the cold was constant.

On the topic of death, your life had recently changed. For the worse or better, time would have to tell. The old man who had lead your family had passed two nights past. Yesterday the family had burned his body, and then held a meeting to decide who would be in charge. After most of the day had passed, it was agreed upon that you should be the leader.

You decide how to lead your family.

But god damn its cold right now...

What's next?

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