18/12/2025
On the sixth day of THICCmas, we’ve got another riddle for you…👀
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On the sixth day of Thiccmas, as frost kissed the air,
I found a tale of a woman rebuilt from despair.
Not tempered by gentleness, nor guided by light,
But shaped by the battles she fought out of sight.
She climbed endless steps meant to splinter her will,
Yet found in their rhythm a strange kind of still.
In a library of hush where the hurting retreat,
She gathered her strength in the silence they keep.
And somewhere between all the shadows she braved,
A moment of heat cut through what she’d caved,
A spark in the dark she never foresaw…
Which winter-lit story reveals all she thawed? 🎁
Drop your guesses in our story!! Good luck😉
