A breath in new fallen snow burnt holes of torture into her chest, for the feeling was so piercing, so very iced. It was a day like this when, he'd disappeared, when he'd been taken from her, when the wall, fell. Even though feelings of nostalgia and regret were swarming around her now, nipping at her, even more painful than the deep breaths she was inhaling, she kept her forest eyes to the smeared gray sky. Suddenly... without warning..
She turns, there he is, but how?
He'd.. he'd fallen.. how...
Was it.. a miracle come to awaken her soul, come to warm her in such, bitter cold?
Yes he was.