It was winter, snowing, crystalline white flaked the vicinity that I lived in. The sun glistened across the ice, refracting its glorious resplendence into my vision. A pang of excitement hit me as I got out of my wooden house, I wanted to go across the icy lake and into the mountains in order toContinue reading “Walking On Thin Ice”
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Rink
Pacing myself through the aperture, the usual chills from the internal and external, I was worried about being worried about what was going to happen. Don’t think so much. I told myself, it would only lead me to dire straits. As the lights, the familiarly slippery ground, the throng and the five pairs of death stareContinue reading “Rink”
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