She could feel it.
The intense heat from just moments before, still enshrouded each and every one of her cells in varied ways.
Her eyes remained shut as prayerful susurrations tumbled out her lips. Her Spanish , as a result of the intense fear and heat she felt, had become a watered and mangled version of a new language all together.
Isalina Ramirez shook violently,
shook,
shook.
For it was so blisteringly cold she had become hot.
A type of cold that Isalina had not expected from her watery end. The cold seemed to-
cold?
Her brown eyes shot open.
The first thing she saw, was her own white breath into the air.
It diffused in the white , before becoming it.
Her eyes stung. One moment it had been so terribly hot and now...
well,
her eyes would need time to adjust to the plunging temperature dr-
White.
Isalina Ramirez gasped.
Snow.
It fell from the sky slowly and onto the trees all around he-
Trees?
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