The bitter cold gust of wind cut through the living corpse like a steel blade. Her matted, bloody, hair clung with desperation to her exposed neck; flopping awkwardly at her jerky movements. The young girl imagined what she must have looked like; some hell bound demon, no doubt.

One arm hung lamely, it's only use, was feeling the bitter winter winds; while the other arm used whatever strength it had left, to grip an what was left of her crudely made shank. Two sets of crimson slashes covered the woman's chest; ultimately ruining the black and white long-sleeved shirt. She never liked the shirt anyways. The rest of her beaten body was in no better condition; her right leg was riddled with gashes and cuts; while the left hobbled next to its identical, suffering a severely twisted ankle.

Truly her body, and clothing, had seen better days.

The girl slumped against a leafless tree; vainly trying to regain lost breathes. She figured this snow cap mountain range stretched on for at least a hundred miles every way. (In other terms, she didn't have a hope on god's green earth of surviving sub-zero temperatures in her current state.) She hoped, for a miracle. 'Is life supposed to be like this?' She grimly thought to herself as another cold wind lashed her. She knew life wasn't supposed to be a cake walk; but this? All this pain and agony was necessary? She was sure, whoever was on the other side making these kinds of decisions, was having a hell of a time jerking her around by invisible strings.

Was there life after death? She didn't know, or wanted to know, for that matter; though she had a premonition she'd find out very soon. Was there a 'god' or supernatural being calling the shot for every living being in this life? If there was, Mira would be delighted to have a chat with him about his decision making skills. What seemed like years ago, she did believe that there was something after death, that you didn't just die; that there was a heaven and hell. But that was another lifetime; that was when her world only consisted of trivial matters. Now she couldn't afford to think so mindlessly now.

She winced as pain washed over her cold form.

But, was it too late for her? Was it too late to be saved? The dying girl still had the sane realization to know that, even if she got medical attention that moment, she wouldn't survive. She was too far gone; and being overly hopeful would be a huge waste of energy. Her lower lip trembled; a clear indication that tears were imminent. Was this her way of reacting to the manner of how she was going to die? Or was it for all the things she wouldn't get to do?

Dying at 15 was painfully young; in her humbly twisted opinion. Though, it really didn't matter now, she'd die and he body would be either found by a hungry animal attracted by the scent of blood or by her captors. She hoped for the first choice, but counting on her luck; it wouldn't be the first.

The sound of footfalls brought Mira's attention out of her self-pitied state, and to the general area of where the noise was coming from. They had found her quicker than she had anticipated. The fear of returning to her physical hell gave the terrified girl enough strength to crawl on the icy snow; the pain was forgotten in her last ditch efforts to escape the life that was chosen for her.

Who knew her few minutes of freedom would be her last?

A fit of coughs shook the girl to the core; the taste of blood flooded her mouth. Another round of coughs sent blood dribbling onto the snow. The female wouldn't be surprised if she was suffering from internal bleeding; or some other life-threatening condition.

Till now, she never realized how pretty snow looked, albeit, it was indirectly responsible for her untimely demise, she could not deny its beauty. Slowly Mira's vision started to blur, and her senses were become uncooperative. Her body slumped to the icy ground and it began to feel oddly warm and comfortable when everything went black.

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