Winter in Castle Town was always a big deal. Celebrations with families honoring the Longest Night and the coming Spring. Growing up, my father used to decorate our house in bright, colorful lights and my mother would burn pine in the hearth, and the whole house was always filled with the smells of hearty meals and the sounds of both of them laughing. Then, as I grew weary with my belly full, my mother would take my hand and lead…