
The cold embraced her, wrapping its glittering fingers around her pale skin. The forest around her, coated with ice and crystal, was bleak and beautiful. She rested her hand against a tree, pausing to breathe. Crisp air filled her lungs, making her suddenly aware of how alive she was, how alive the world was, even under its frozen exterior.
I love your grasp of vibrant colors
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you've captured the mood of sharp and smooth here all at once. well done!
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