Musings...: Escape IX

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Escape IX

The great mother was with me for most of the day and the wind stayed at my back, but the snow was relentless. As I moved steadily forward into the white blindness of the storm, an icy grip in my bones was more from fear than cold. I could die out here; the thought seized me, frozen to death in a... Sign in to see full entry.

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