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the cabin sits besides the shore of a lake she doesn't know the name of
she does know that the lake is frozen, and breathtakingly so
she nuzzles into isaac's chest in an attempt to ward off the chill, gazes around at the sights spread before her
the sky above is streaked with shades of rouge and cerulean
it looks like cotton candy
the sun shines weakly, its luster made dull by the multicolor clouds that surround it
and yet, the opaque surface of the lake still shimmers with its luminous reflection
"it's beautiful"
he looks down at her and smiles
a real, honest thing
not a smirk

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