Hugging myself, I gaze out over the frozen wasteland. Winds whistles over the blinding white of snow as it carries new flakes down to the frozen desert of the earth. I can barely open my eye due to the extreme chilling rushing over my bones. You have trapped me here, in this twisted version of hell. The wind picks up, and sends me tumbling down a mountain of snow, which had not been there a second ago. This place is a death trap.
I reach out to you, but you turn and walk away, abandoning me. Your heart is cold. I want to help you, to heal you of your wounds, but you decline. You are dying...
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