[New writer. My writing isn't great, so please be kind.]
[No romance, just pure sisterly affection. Very little romance, so don't read if that's not for you.]
When they first met, snow fell thick and fast. A woman dressed in red was as bright and dazzling as a blazing flame. She rescued the dazed little girl from beneath a rearing horse's hooves. Her warm embrace felt like spring sunshine, impossibly comforting.
Later, the little girl became her constant shadow, following close behind her as she grew up.
