Crimson Snow
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  • Reads 51
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 6m
Ongoing, First published Nov 16, 2018
"Even whispers have shadows..."

At 27,  Katherine White was about as average as any woman, or man, her age. Living alone in a small apartment outside the big city, her golden retriever was her only company. Work was boring, her social life almost non existent. One day merged into the next. All seemed well, until the morning on which her father stopped by with a person she had never seen, or even heard her father mention, before. Baring news about the circumstances of her mother's untimely death 20 years before, the visit would set a whole range of events in motion. Events that would not only end the life of Katherine, but, after all was said and done, would change the lives of every breathing person.
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My shelter from the storm

13 parts Ongoing

Anita," her angelic voice calls to me. Thunder rumbles in the distance. Her soft, delicate hands caressing my face, sparkling green eyes grounding me from the dark past I wish I could forget. "You're safe, it's okay." I bring my hand up, running my finger over the mound of scar tissue. The constant reminder of that night. The raised bump covers the bullet fragment embedded in my sternum. She takes my hands as more thunder rumbles and tears roll down my cheeks. "Breathe Anita," she says in a soothing whisper. My lungs were burning with the need for air and it was then that I realized I'd been holding it. I take in a gasping breath and recall the first time my eyes met her green eyes. My sister had been lifted off me and my eyes opening had startled her. The first time she touched me gave me strength to hold on. I held her hand tight, trying to tell her what happened, but couldn't get enough breath to form words. Sitting in the present going through the same as I had five years ago. "They were all found, Anita. They can't hurt you anymore. It's just a storm. All the doors and windows are locked, the alarm is set. It's just you and me." "Will you keep the light on tonight, please?"