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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019
Submitted to Contest #77
The old wood creaked from the frozen wind blowing into its sides. Steam from a warm mug of coffee wrestled with the cold air, doing its best to reach the heavens. Owen strolled to the table and sat down, wrapping his hands around the tingly surface of the mug. His wedding ring tapped the ceramic and brought forth a gush of memories due to the sound. Elizabeth… He could’ve swore he smelt lavender and roses in the air. The cold, lifeless air being recycled into warmth to be cast back from his nostrils into a frozen hell could testify to ...
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