Ashlyn
"Ow!" She grumbled as she burnt her hands while trying to pick up a pot that had been over the fire. Her hands throbbed with pain and she scrunched her eyes shut. When she opened them the pain was gone and her hands were covered in a lot layer of frost. Ashlyn breathed a sigh of relief, glad to be rid of the burning. She picked up the pot of melted sugar, this time with oven mitts and started pouring the liquid sweetness into molds. She blew a strand of snowy white hair out of her face as she worked. Today was her shift in the candy store, which she always preferred to working in the house. She was busy making a fresh batch of lollipops, a favorite among the villages youngest inhabitants.















