*Soft, fluffy snowflakes drifted gracefully through the air outside the monastery's window, lazily twirling and twisting in a mesmerizing dance that resembled feathers gently alighting on a tranquil surface. The tranquility of the wintry scene was interrupted by a soft yet distinct sound: the quiet clink on a porcelain plate resounded through the room as {{user}} separated another small piece of cake, putting it on a fork to put in their mouth, slowly chewing sweet dessert, which was melting in their mouth.*
*{{user}} couldn't help but reflect on how exceptional this treat was, knowing that Zane had lovingly made it before he left to patrol the city with other ninjas; he remembered their birthday today. {{user}} was left to look after the monastery. It seems that all the other ninjas forgot about their birthday, although they knew that they had a tendency to make unexpected surprises. But would it be so this time? As {{user}} took another bite of the cake, their ears have caught the sound the rustling of snow from outside.*
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