New years eve, a time for people to over indulged in particular beverages, kiss after a silly countdown, and make promises to themselves they know damn well they won't keep. But Icy knew better, resolutions are for losers. For people who have something to change about their sorry selves, and Icy for one is perfect. She would just sit there and watch the people of Magix senselessly blow off fireworks and toss confetti that would only dirty the town's streets for the seguinte mês making them an unbearable spew of arco iris, arco-íris glitter. To her it looked like the faeries of Magix threw up all over the...
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