[The door opens with a rush of cold air, and Mia leads him inside only to close her own eyes to the feeling of snow on her face. False or not, it quiets the turmoil in her head.]
Now open them. [And, when he does:] I thought I would take you on a journey instead. A small one.
[The buildings surrounding them are snow-covered, quaint little wooden things. It looks like a village, all right; through the middle runs a half-frozen river.]
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[The door opens with a rush of cold air, and Mia leads him inside only to close her own eyes to the feeling of snow on her face. False or not, it quiets the turmoil in her head.]
Now open them. [And, when he does:] I thought I would take you on a journey instead. A small one.
[The buildings surrounding them are snow-covered, quaint little wooden things. It looks like a village, all right; through the middle runs a half-frozen river.]