8. Last Words (72) Silver hair settled upon the snowfield stained with fatigue. Pure white snowflakes parted the sunlight. In the howling north wind, vision blurred and lost its vanishing point. The only hue rising above the pure white landscape was pale pink. The woman’s pupils revealed a clear presence like a queen among maids. “Were you in anguish?” The...
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