Day 4 - Snowflake -
Ivan loved the snow. Each snowflake is its own design. Each unique just like each person was.
Ivan walked around in the snow for hours, The cold did not borther him. He loved the feel of the cold on his skin.
The snow was white yet the flakes where clearish. Everything looked lovly to Ivan covered in the white blacket.
Day 5 - Haze
They were surrounded in the mist, just the two of them. Their heavy breath, was the only thing that could be heard. This would be the end. Alfred stood up. "I will have my freedom." Arthur felt the tears forming in his eyes. But they would not be seen by the other man. He was a man now after all.
Arthur looked around he was standing in the rain in the same place he lost to america. All those years ago. He remembered it, like it was yeasterday. His tears mixed in with the rain. The lose of America still kills him today along with the nightmares of the past.