VISUAL PROMPT

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

Winter’s Grasp

Mystery

Every day was colder than the last. The water dripped from the roof dead left winter’s icey claws behind. Every day his breath chilled me to the bone. Every day was colder than the last.

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Ava Blue

Poem writer and sometimes a short story writer, I love expressing my feelings and thoughts. Whether my poems are written about deep feelings of loss, or the bright light of pure happiness, poem writing has always been a part of my life.