The young girl was in the middle of a snowstorm, no more than 5 years of age. Tears froze near her blue lips as her frost covered hair whipped her face. She had lost her parents hours ago and has been turned around many times by the harsh wind. Her voice was just over a whisper for she had been calling for her parents the entire time. Eventually, she fell face first into the snow, awaiting the approaching death.
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An Angel and a Demon
RomanceA young girl dies at a pure age and once in heaven, she gains pure white wings. Only the most purest get white wings, but will they stay white when she meets the stranger with wings of black?
