The Distant Affair
The ice cracked first. Then the world broke. I stood on the edge of the frozen lake. The surface was a mirror of black glass. It held my reflection. I saw my face. I saw the red scarf. I saw the snow falling. It was quiet. Too quiet. The lake gave way. The cold bit into my boots. It bit into my soul. I slid. I fell. The water was black. It swallowed my legs. It swallowed my waist. It swallowed...
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