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It was cold that winter ... Back then, I had no one to lend me their scarf, ore to walk me home ...
Back then, I dind't even had a home ...
I feared the cold, as I feared loneliness ... as I feared death ...

It has started snowing again this year. The snowflakes dagle in my hair and my breath come out in white balls of steam. The snow flakes blend with my pale skin and I somethimes wonder if it's normal for me to have such cold fingers. But then I tell myself it's just the cold and I walk away. It was getting cold, so I just breath the air threw the scarf ... and try to remember when did he actualy give it to me ... but all I can recal ... is that ...

... it was cold ...

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Entery for 's monthly contest, theme 3. It Only Hurts When I Laugh

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That's what I get after seeng Pan's Labirinth. Man, I practicaly burst into tears, and it was not the first time I watched it! :sob:

The story is this was: Sam (though she will never say it) is highly sensible to cold. When her brother took her in, it was winter and snow started to fall in London. It was quite a rare moment so Daniel took her out to see the snowflakes. But the cold weather was not good for her lungs and when questiones she just said she was a bit cold, so Daniel gave her his scarf and tolled her that it will keep he worm and safe from the cold.

Five years have passed and she has just solved another case, but just as everything was being wraped up, it started to snow again, and Sam could not help but remember that moment with her brother. But the cold still hurst her lungs and starts to cough while standing in the midle of the streat. That is when Allen lowns her his scarf, saying that it will keep her worm.

Everything was so familiar to her that it pained her, yet she managed a sad smile and mearly said "It was cold ..."

Ya', I know, I am such a drama queen, but who cares. I love drama, it practicaly sustains me, so wish me inspiration.

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Samantha McDove (Sam) © ~Mikomi-sama
artwork © me

Description
It was cold that winter ... Back then, I had no one to lend me their scarf, ore to walk me home ...
Back then, I dind't even had a home ...
I feared the cold, as I feared loneliness ... as I feared death ...

It has started snowing again this year. The snowflakes dagle in my hair and my breath come out in white balls of steam. The snow flakes blend with my pale skin and I somethimes wonder if it's normal for me to have such cold fingers. But then I tell myself it's just the cold and I walk away. It was getting cold, so I just breath the air threw the scarf ... and try to remember when did he actualy give it to me ... but all I can recal ... is that ...

... it was cold ...

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Entery for 's monthly contest, theme 3. It Only Hurts When I Laugh

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That's what I get after seeng Pan's Labirinth. Man, I practicaly burst into tears, and it was not the first time I watched it! :sob:

The story is this was: Sam (though she will never say it) is highly sensible to cold. When her brother took her in, it was winter and snow started to fall in London. It was quite a rare moment so Daniel took her out to see the snowflakes. But the cold weather was not good for her lungs and when questiones she just said she was a bit cold, so Daniel gave her his scarf and tolled her that it will keep he worm and safe from the cold.

Five years have passed and she has just solved another case, but just as everything was being wraped up, it started to snow again, and Sam could not help but remember that moment with her brother. But the cold still hurst her lungs and starts to cough while standing in the midle of the streat. That is when Allen lowns her his scarf, saying that it will keep her worm.

Everything was so familiar to her that it pained her, yet she managed a sad smile and mearly said "It was cold ..."

Ya', I know, I am such a drama queen, but who cares. I love drama, it practicaly sustains me, so wish me inspiration.

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Samantha McDove (Sam) © ~Mikomi-sama
artwork © me