Haese Snowflake -

The forest melted into a corridor of ice mirrors. Each mirror showed a different moment: her father laughing, her father leaving, her father kneeling at the Frozen Mere. In the last mirror, he was still kneeling—frozen in time, not dead, but waiting.

Elara froze. The flake hovered before her eyes, rotating slowly. She saw a wolf mid-howl, a sleigh without a driver, and a tiny figure standing alone on a bridge of ice. The figure had her father’s cloak. haese snowflake

And in Yulefen, they say the Haese Snowflake still chooses its catcher once a century. But now, it sometimes has a twin—one blue, one silver—and if you look closely at the silver one, you can see a girl and her father, walking home through the snow. The forest melted into a corridor of ice mirrors