It was a cold cold winter. Snowflakes kept falling from over her head, the biting winter made her body shiver and her skin to turn prickly from the goosebumps. She felt her entire body in rush to search for warmth but all she could see was the field of white and the wind that strongly blast against her cheeks, blowing away all the snowflakes and making her to suffer the frosty air.
She felt exhausted, wanting to take rest but no matter how long she walked for time on ends, she find herself continuing to find nothing but the field of a lonely white earth.
The longer this walk took, the lesser was her hope in finding a place to rest. Eventually the hope disappeared, leaving only a small ember of sorrow. For some reason while she had been walking for such a long time what accompany her was a sense of pain that had crushed her heart.
It was as if someone had just made her body hollow and took out her heart, leaving her as a nasty mess.
