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Music Recommendation: Time Dilation- Fredrik Jonasson

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The young boy with silver hair, who was twelve years old, stood in the town of Crowburry. His coppery-red eyes skimmed through the place. Not too far behind him stood his trusted servant cum coachman, Mr. Briggs next to the carriage, waiting for him. 

The place looked nothing far from Heaven, with snow that had fallen early this morning, making it appear almost peaceful if it weren't for the town folks walking down the streets. 

The boy turned to the side and informed his coachman, "I will be taking a stroll."

"Would you like me to accompany you, Master Vincent?" Mr. Briggs politely asked his young master. 

Though the boy looked young, he was a little older than that, unlike the humans, whose age reflected in their appearance. He responded, "No. I will be fine by myself."