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yellowhorde ([personal profile] yellowhorde) wrote2005-09-03 12:05 am

One Word - Snow

The snow swirled white and screaming around him. It's icy breath slapped his cheeks red, stole his breath, sucked the warmth from his body. As he sunk to his knees, to tired to resist anymore, it whispered that his death would be peaceful.

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