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She thought she hit the solid ground with a plump, yet she looked down and noticed the white sheet of flakes, the imprint apparent from the impact of her fall. She slowly moved up her head and saw why. Additional flakes did not fall, yet she knew from the trees and the abundance of snow that she was back where it had all started. Snowdin Forest was still ever so narrow, allowing for only a small portion of breathing room. Clustered as it felt, however, Frisk both felt and recalled having felt welcome. As it hit her mind, she rose at once and panned her head around the gelid environment. It had been a year, but it still seemed like she had ...