Palm rubbing on the icy cold skin in attempt to make it warm. Her eyes moist, glistening like shine of diamond with dark brown orbs and golden swirls.
Gritting teeth, result of cold weather sending chills down her body. Shivering with every blew of air.
Her clothes were thin not shielding her from harsh weather.
The unbearable weather was her least concern. She was lost in her old world of sorrow which was much more deep with no hope.
Her pain was like an open wound which wouldn't heal nor less, it only increases making it deep and painful.
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A/N it's very short not sure about continuing this. It's the result of my frustration about DBO Merger with IB