The snow fell more and more densely, pouring coldly into his limbs and bones. He felt an almost obsessive madness. There was a corner folded between the dark side and the sunny side. One side was sunny and the other side was barren. The corner hidden in it was his heart. It seemed to be clenched tightly by something and frozen in the ice and snow. It was a memory that he could not forget.
The snow will keep falling until the world is engulfed in ice and snow.
(Lightning protection: Be article, crazy perspective)
Intention: disorder
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Night and Elegant Dream