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The world started coming back into focus. The blacks and the greys were folding into the cold morning. Her head was pounding and she sore everywhere. Not only that, but between her legs. As this fact floated to the surface of her consciousness, her eyes snapped open. Last night came rushing back as she pushed herself up. Poseidon. He. No, he, he, he…no, no, NO!!!!! Her mind started racing, remembering everything that happened to her last night, after she had performed the evening rites as Athena’s head priestess. She had blown the last of the candles out and was making her back towards the quarters where she and her sisters lived

"How are you able to stand looking at me?" This was the first question that he had ever heard from her; actually, it was the first that she had actually spoken to him. The first time he ever heard her vocalize was that fateful night he stumbled into her den. Quite literally actually. It was towards nightfall when he first met her. The only way he was able to know this was the heat of the sun wasn't hitting him as hard as it did during midday. Tap, tap when his stick when suddenly he felt nothing under his guide. He stopped short, trying to find where the ground went. That was when he heard the hissing. He froze. A scream rent the air; startl

Dear Cold Dear Snow Dear Arctic Winds Dear Frost Dear Icicles Dear Slush Dear Dirty Snow Dear Iced Over Cars Dear Wintery Blast as Autumn Dies Dear Short Days with Frozen Lips Dear Long Nights with Crystallized Stars Dear Colds Dear Flu Dear Causer of All These Dear Frozen Fingers Dear Numbs Limbs Dear Worthless Gloves Dear Layers Dear Scarves Dear Hats Made to Keep the Heat In Dear Frozen Hair Dear Air so Cold it Hurts Dear Crystal Clear Nights Dear Grey Morning with Cloud Cover Dear Slippery Sidewalk Dear Cars in Ditches Dear Blocked Roads Dear Closed Interstate Dear Blinding Snowflakes Dear Solidified Eyelids I Have Only One T

It was a regular Tuesday for Anna at the small Italian restaurant where she worked nights at. The intimate, cheerful atmosphere was comforting and soothing, calming Anna down  as she made her way around her tables, checking up on her customers, making sure that everything was alright with their food, taking checks to pay for meals, and just doing her job as required. Passing by tables, she could hear her clients whispering. They were always whispering about something: the newest baby in the family, who was doing what with whom, how the service here actually was; that sort of thing. This was one of the best jobs to have if you were a