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[Podfic] Frosted Windowpanes, by heyitssmiller

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Piercing, bitter cold greeted Logan as he stepped outside for the first time that day. The kind of cold that made the entire body tense up and the breath hitch. It was a quiet early morning, with a stillness that only freshly-fallen snow could bring. Logan took a second to pull his toque further down over his head as he grabbed the chainsaw by the door before heading out to the truck, passing the sign with red, clean lettering that read Tremblay’s Christmas Trees.

Podfic of Frosted Windowpanes by heyitssmiller.

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endless thanks to my three friends, THE cubs, these voices, for making these with me, and for being you <3