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………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. __________________________________________ Broken limbs, partially covered by a frigid, crystalline blanket of white, protrude upwards in desperation, reaching for a sun that is hidden behind a steel gray sky. . The only movement, flakes and grains of frozen snow swept across the fields by  an icy winter gale. . The wheel of winter grinds exceedingly slow. ………………………………………………….… Read More ~~ Reality…

The White Queen

******************************************************* December 1….  ‘Tis the season when the world starts to change, becoming less temporate and mild, morphing into a landscape more bare, harsh, and cold.  Moisture rides the cold wind, cutting through clothing like a knife.  Merciless, it is here…, winter has arrived. ************************** Into a world that was warm and nice, Clothed in… Read More The White Queen