The world is full of crisp edges and muted sound. Sunlight reflects off of every surface, blindingly. My footsteps make little crunching sounds and my breath leaves little wispy clouds in the air that quickly fade away. A still figure with a lopsided hat and a wide button grin waves at me as I pass. Tiny streams of smoke leak out of chimneys. The world smells like warm chocolate and peppermints and spiced apples. A cold wind cuts through to my bones as I make my way toward my own cozy fireplace, a new book tucked under my arm to enjoy with a steaming mug of hot cocoa.