Her hands were trembling as the cold and fresh air blew in her face. All the hard work she's done has kept her alive. Her family was poor, maintaining themselves from day to day. They had a cabin in the eastern part of the village, near the woods. It was just her and her mother. She laughed when she hurt herself. It was so pitiful of her, but she didn't want to be weak. Pity was all she hated. Walking her way through the forest at midnight, when all kinds of creatures roam the land, Frostine trips and falls into the river. Her breath almost stops, but she frowns and gasps as someone pulled her out of her death.
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