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Massive mountains shield the valley from a cool rush of wind, and the white streams off the peak like a fountain.

The sun grants a shine to the world, but shares no heat.



Blunt steel hammers down, and the wood cracks and separates.

The thundering sound echoes among the the trees, yet softly muted by the blanket of snow.



Shuddering sheds cold dust from the fur, and the wolf glances up from its downed prey.

The white reflecting in a sharp, blue stare and my skin steams.



My breath is visibly flowing, and clings to my beard in a faint glisten of ice.

I rest the arms and listen to nothing, and the heartbeat it has, slow and strong.



She howls to share the feast with her kin, but what I hear is the call I missed for so long.

"Welcome home, son".

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Joli
06:24 Jan 31 2008

You take my breath away. But then, you always have.

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