The Other Side

Prologue

        It must be hard to spot a snow white letter buried under the pearly white snow. After all, they're the same color. The sharp corner of the paper was the first thing she spotted. Olivia kneeled down, her white scarf dragging against the matching snow, folding in on itself as she grasped the edge of the paper, not wanting the snow to touch her exposed fingers. she slowly returned to her standing position, looking like a demon standing in the snow. Or for those with a more vivid imagination, an angel, wearing a dress reaching down her thighs about halfway. The dress was white, matching her boots and her scarf. The sleeves reached down to her palms, and a turtle neck stopped short of her chin by about an inch. The boots reached to just below her knee, covering most of her black tights-- the black matching her dark hair. She exhaled, watching her breath turn into a puff of white in the air, before beginning to open the perfectly folded letter.
        "Olivia? What are you doing out here? Breakfast will be ready soon!" Olivia jumped, hearing the little voice call out for her. She quickly re-folded the letter, stuffing it in her boot.
        "Sorry, Cassy! Tell Mom that I'll be inside in a minute," Olivia called back to her younger sister, beginning to walk across the snow covered clearing. Cassy ran back through the forest, heading to their house. Olivia took this chance to look around at the trees, wondering if the Other Side looked similar to their little forest. Probably a lot bigger. She was glad that the Wall protected them from bad people. Maybe someday all of the bad people would be taken away, thrown beyond the Wall and forgotten about. Olivia suddenly remembered the letter, and she reached into her white boot, past the black tights and grasped the piece of now-crumpled paper. She unfolded it again, smoothing out the wrinkles here and there. Finally, her pale blue eyes scanned over the small amount of words.
Olivia.
        Meet me on the Other Side.