It is an icy, stinging cold. The snow mixes with our sweat and chills our blood. Where the snow stops and we begin, there is no telling. The frostbit wind invades our lungs and we feel its weight heavy on our chest. It pulls us down as our feet sink into the soft snow. It is an odd combination of fire and ice, the warmth of our core melting the snow on our skin. The heavy silence descends with the snowflakes – no noise, no thoughts, no pains.
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