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Cold and Hard eyes.
Frost bitten heart.
Numb, beaten body.
I sat below the tree on that cold winters day, completely hopeless.
Useless.
Broken.
My eyes decided not to wander. I was tired. It made no sense.
Even to live.
I slowly let the snowy white bliss be the last thing my eyes saw...
and let go.
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"Is she awake?"
"Look at her...Poor thing."
I opened my eyes slowly. They were sore and hard to open, and I felt like I was prying open the lid of a frozen metal can that had rusted.
"Where..." Mumbling out my word, i noticed that my surroundings were darker and dimly lit, like a single candle flicker was giving light and warmth to the room.
I tried to sit up and flinched-
everything was sore,numb and uncomfortable. On top of that, my ribs hurt like they had be punched in. " Are  you okay?" I looked to the direction of the voice. A young man, probably only 18, looked at me. His eyes were a sharp blue and his hair was a golden blond. So golden it seemed translucent.
"I...I think...I'm..fin-" I started coughing and hacking. I hunched over and my throat hurt so bad- it was so dry. I clutched my throat, tears streaming down my face. " Water! Get her something, anything to drink!" I was offered something, but couldn't take it myself- the dryness was hurting me, and I couldn't stop clutching my throat for dear life as if it were going to split.
All of a sudden, strong yet slightly small hands grabbed my chin and shoved my face upwards. I felt lips press against mine and liquid poured down my throat.I felt and instant burning sensation. It soothed my throat and for some reason, I didn't choke. I was engulfed in bliss- my throat was warm and so were my lips. Slowly I was released from the lock and I breathed in deeply- lavender. A truly beautiful scent that seemed to soothe my mind more than anything else.
"Lean back." I was slowly guided backwards towards a heap of soft, lumpy pillows. I looked arpund warily. "Risque, what did she drink?" The blond haired man asked a person at the corner of my eye. I turned my head slowly. The lady's hair was a dark yet visible purple. " I don't know. Ask Asuri." I tilted my head. A boy, slightly taller than me, with dark black hair and chocolately brown eyes responded " I gave her wine. it was the fastest thing I could find, Risque." I looked at him. This had to be what they called fatal attraction.