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Twelfth Branch
Oct. 1st, 2010 09:41 pmis up and running.
Excerpt:
"It was extremely cold where we crashed. Snow. White ice that bit my ankles, my skin. The wind screamed at my face, tearing at my limbs like some wild creature straight from the stories."
Excerpt:
"It was extremely cold where we crashed. Snow. White ice that bit my ankles, my skin. The wind screamed at my face, tearing at my limbs like some wild creature straight from the stories."
