Adam. (Blizzard plot)
Time got away from her.
She's put on a coat. She's gone to explore. The cold reminds her of home. Of things she'd rather forget. Gloves and a parka and boots on her feet, and all she's missing is the equipment belt around her waist. She walks, the ground hard, the moisture in the soil slowly freezing long before the first flakes begin to thaw, and time gets away from her.
Far from her own hut, but her feet take her toward another. Always. It feels more like home, these days. She sighs, blows the first snowflakes from her eyelashes and trudges on.
She'll get to him, one way or another.
She's put on a coat. She's gone to explore. The cold reminds her of home. Of things she'd rather forget. Gloves and a parka and boots on her feet, and all she's missing is the equipment belt around her waist. She walks, the ground hard, the moisture in the soil slowly freezing long before the first flakes begin to thaw, and time gets away from her.
Far from her own hut, but her feet take her toward another. Always. It feels more like home, these days. She sighs, blows the first snowflakes from her eyelashes and trudges on.
She'll get to him, one way or another.