I step on to the back porch. The air hitting me like a brick wall. I breathe in the cold air I have missed. My bare feet stinging on the iced concrete. It felt like snakes of cold death slithering… — Jade Copy Share Image
“There will be snow driving in from all directions, fierce winds, and cold colder than you have ever imagined cold could be, an icy cold so cold your lungs will ache when you breathe, so cold that the tears in… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
