I hate the snow!
The flakes are fake, the feeling is dreadful. My body aches when I see it, feel it and imagine the cold colors of pasty white.

In the year of Y2K, Serena O'Hara experienced a terror filled night with her friends in the Islands biggest attraction.
A year later she fell into the cusps of a cult.

Serena's song would definitely describe her life as a tragedy. There was no love from the womb. Separated by minutes yet her plasma touched the life of another.
And it would be this connection that undoubtedly tied her to the curse she would bare for the rest of her life.

2002 Casper Cove, Connor's Island.

The brown cluster seemingly mixed among the tropics of Nord and gripping the volcanic places of the island such as Vincettio.
Its major soil areas encompass hills, plains, prairies, river lowlands and pine woods. Soil described as dense, thick and gluey.

Dusty Arbor married Serena in the heat of the night, so to speak. Sparks flew from nearby sky spectacles and the colors of the country floated amongst crowds on the streets. July 4th a proper day of alligence to one's country, showcased on the island.

Building a new life in Casper Cove, Serena worked hard to make herself human again. After all she was found broken, battered and mind altered from her time at Riddle Ranch.

Dusty, an intern at Casper General; watched over her as she lay in a coma. Her jaw mending, her bones realigning themselves into proper position.

Her unborn baby trudging along!

Eight months later, Serena awoke as she was giving birth.
Her own set of twins.

Dusty was at her every whim, she began to rely on him as though he was the only man on earth. Serena couldn't regain her memories. The newspaper did that for her, and soon the quiet whispers around the Cove danced against the wooded valleys separating hidden homes and murky flows of water.

Serena would name her babies Shawn & Silver.

Eyes of grey. Meaty children with strong features and enhanced intelligence. Both blond haired delights.

Dusty married her soon after the children were born. He moved his new family right on into his cabin.
Soon after it wasn't long until wolf packs charaded near by, keeping eye of the cabin. This was not normal, as Dusty would say; however Serene felt this connection between the animals. She believed her children sensed the intelligence of the guarding wolf at night, as they never howled when they slept nor awoke.

One morning Dusty went to wake his twins and seen them staring up at the windows as two pack members hovered into the glass keeping watch as though members of their group.

Serena took a photo of her doting husband watching the complex animals affectionately peering at her twin grey birds.

It was snowing in the Cove that morning. Once every couple years did it do this.
On this day it snowed!

She placed the photo in her keepsake box.