Week 7: Portrait: Faceless – Tell someone’s story without showing their face.
Ice Queen No More
The night was bitterly cold. So cold, in fact, that it was too painful for her to draw a deep breath. She waited for him inside the building and tried to peer out through the frost covered window. At last she spied him hurrying towards the door. She smiled. Soon they would both be warm.
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