Her mother once said that every storm is just temporary. However, as she finds herself alone and cold on a stranded beach, she understands that not every wound heals.
Sometimes, one has to live with them.
Her mother once said that every storm is just temporary. However, as she finds herself alone and cold on a stranded beach, she understands that not every wound heals.
Sometimes, one has to live with them.
• cross-posted from ao3 •
There's shifting snow underneath him, then he blinks and suddenly he's free falling.
Like a slumbering beast the ground had opened its maw, swallowing snow and debris alike...