Hope is not buried yet

"Living beyond death. Living after death. But she was not living, thought the young girl, she was gone. The empty words could not disguise the fact that her sister's mouldering remains lay beneath the snow and stone, indifferent, unknowing. And tears came before she could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on her face, and what was the point in wiping them off, or pretending ? She let them fall, her lips pressed hard together, looking down at the thick snow hiding from her eyes the place where the last of her sister lay, not knowing or caring that her living sis' stood so near, her heart still beating, and close to wishing at this moment that she was sleeping under the snow with her."

 

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