his snowfall

his snowfall

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The icy blue lake glistened in the sunlight thrashing down on it. almost like diamonds. It was memorising to any creature that acknowledged it, capturing its beauty in all its glory. The other side was a forest of summer green trees, almost as though it was keeping the lake away from harm. Guards. As I walked through the flower field that's when I saw him sat there on the plaid blanket with a basket to his side and snowflake shaped cookies. He rose to his feet, holding one hand out, embracing mine in his exposing the obvious size different. Lips touching to mine, our hair moved in unison to the wind gliding through our bodies which layed on the blanket. Closing my eyes for just a moment, the once summer breeze turned into bitter winter. We were no longer both on the blanket, I was alone and as I looked out over the lake, it was frozen over with bodies of deceased frozen underneath. Horror was before my eyes as I walked towards the edge. Looking over at my refection, my once white loose-fitting dress was stained with blood oozing from my lower abdomen. I tapped my finger to the wet patch and looked at the fresh blood staining my fingertips. My eyes lifted to see him. Stood there pointing his wand in my direction. I screamed in agony, smashing through the frozen over lake. Peace.
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K.W Unfinished :) °•°•° PART 1 Started: 09/10/20 Finished: 03/12/20 PART 2 Started: 04/12/20 Finished: --/--/-- °•°•° Under the pink and orange hues of the sky he looked eathereal- somewhere between sinfully demonic and what could only be described as godly, he was heaven, hell and all that lies in-between. The split of the heavens, as it were. So beautifully broken right before my eyes, and all mine. "Do you mind?" He snapped, his expression marred. "What?'' I chuckled. He ran his hand through the halo of blond hair, I wanted to touch it again, to feel my hands grasp onto it as we gave into the feral hunger that periled inside of us. I knew he felt it too. Even after all these years everything about the man fascinated me and drowned my senses as though it were the very first time. "You know I hate being stared at." He grunted, tucking his hands into his grey pant pockets and continuing to stroll along the cobbled foot bridge. °•°•

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