VISUAL PROMPT

Without describing exactly what you see, write a story, poem, or descriptive paragraph which conjures this image.

Saved (today my brain is refusing to write good i guess)

Poetry

YA fiction

Cold,

tasteless,

frozen liquid.

I stand here sucking on a piece of ice.

The air stings my nostrils.

Each breath

feels like fire.

My face is sprayed from the river,

then it stops,

blocked by something.

Over the sound of rushing water,

I hear a voice:

"What are you doing here?"

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Pruplr

I figured this will give me some writing practice, plus my friend said I should write on here, I probably won't post stuff very often