Category: Giveaways And Contests

“’Snow.’ The stuff began to fall faster as the word left her mouth, as if her voice made the world more tangible, and with the memory of this word came another recollection…”

“She knew without a doubt this unseemly act of cowardice had been her own. But she must have left herself something.”

“A tremor ran through her as this sparked some memory, but it was clear from the ensuing pain in her head as she grasped at the fleeting thought that whatever memories remained were not meant to be disturbed.”

“The chill settled in her bones, a dense precipitation scattering over her skin and catching in the silk of her hair like tiny blossoms floating on the surface of a dark river.”

“For the moment, this was her most pressing concern. The sea of whiteness that predominated in every direction, from the heavy clouds above her head to the damp ground beneath her huddled form, was as cold as ice.”