Lim CL (Singapore) published:
PROMPT: Living People
Snow is falling thickly around her, blanketing the roads in white, landing lightly in her hair. Her right hand finds it way out of her pocket, pale with the cold. She holds it up to the bright blue sky, collecting a fistful of frozen rain that numbs her fingers, even as it melts and drips onto her black buckle shoes.
Her father used to tell her rain was God's paint. Coating surfaces with layers of shiny varnish and then melting...
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