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Manor, short story I wrote
Category: Writing and Poetry
The cold closes in conquering all of my body. It makes me jitter and shake, but I dont feel cold anymore. I feel gone. My hands are floating enslaved by my minds every command. My whole body is hexed. My feet rebel and want to run away, but the mind makes them sit. Its a exhausting battle of the body and mind. One nature one nurture. The warmth of the forest makes us all sink into the snow. My bo... » Continue Reading