http://slow.writerscafe.org/WhiteBlankPage_x The original writings of author Midorii en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776098156 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 December's frozen air was a sharp shard that pierced Fay's lungs as she gasped for air. Nervously she pulled on the ends of her black skirt and pushed back the rich cinnamon hair that fluttered over her eyes in the whispering wind. God! Just let this moment be over an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhiteBlankPage_x/578801/