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The soft snow fell silently onto the girl's eyelashes. The sky was a soft grey, and the snow clouds covered up the sunlight, making everything look gloomy.

She slowly closed her eyes, wanting to sleep in this peaceful place. The snow hugged her body, and she could only hear the sound of the wind blowing softly onto the snow-covered pine trees. 

She wanted to lie here, in the snow, and stop running. The cold had dulled her body, and her muscles started to harden. 

The snowflakes continued their delicate descent, whispering a lullaby that seemed to coax her into a state of tranquility. 

But she couldn't ignore the voice that echoed in her mind.


Run, and don't ever come back.


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