100 wc

100 wc

Troye breathed, his once pink lips were now blue, and the air was painfully cold. Every movement stung, and the whole floor was ice. It was once a river, but the stinging air had frozen it. He was meeting his partner today. He was nervous, which was the first feeling he’d had in years. Ocean. She walked down the stairs, and she was already crying. They would give her the last cooked meal she’d have in a while. He felt bad, she didn’t know what she was in for. Slowly they would die, just to get rid of them.

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  1. Wow Heidi!
    Really intriguing! The connection of cold and physical and emotionally stinging pain are wonderfully intertwined. I’m not sure what to make of the random inclusion of ‘ocean’ and ‘river’- are they signaling different images/characters? I’d need to read more to find out….and it certainly invites the reader to want to read more

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