I'm cleaning my files up, for the first time in 3 years. Possibly part of my writing problem is my lack of organization....
Anyway, here is something I found, as part of a re-write of my first ever finished novel. Enjoy :)
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In the
bitterness of the wind turned swiftly into numbness. Cloak wrapped tightly
around her, it did little to stave the wind, that viewed her clothes as
something of a joke. Over the white landscape, she felt miniscule, each step
barely an inch forwards in the nearly waist deep snow.
It'd darkened so quickly, she had
not realized until the sky was the colour of ash and mauve.
The back on her back shielded
her slightly from the gales when the cut down from behind. It had her low
sloping tent. She thought to put it down, but wondered if she would get it up
again with the drifts moving quickly.
The world seemed like a white
hurricane, the weight of the mountains behind and right before her. Winds dove down ripping awa
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