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Subject: Looking futher than the facts

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Date Posted: 16:37:47 12/10/02 Tue

The snow was no longer white and pure, but hard, cold and dirty. The sun was no longer inquisitively welcoming, but was swamped by angry clouds. The breeze was no longer gentle and caressing, but strong and piercing.

Her eyes were closed, frozen tears clinging to the lashes. Her breathing was heavy and raspy as her lungs fought for co-operation with the icy air. But her mind would not be deterred. What life is there without dreams?

The further you take my hopes away, the faster I will run.

Standing up, she crossed the courtyard and entered the castle, oblivious to the cold and her soaked clothes, to seek counsel from her brother.

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