50 Word Story: Free to live, 2017

As cold crawls up her legs pains of anguish creep through her quivering lips. Where warmth may cease there he is forever embedded in her surroundings. Free to be, free to live in the midst of her world. It’s His warmth that attracted her, like a moth to a flame.

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