Chapter 8 Shattered Dragonfly 8

I hated snow.

I hated the cold rain as well, but most of all I hated the Fates damn snow. 

At first it was nice. A sprinkling here and there that made me laugh when it landed on my nose, or when I opened my mouth to catch it on my tongue.

That was the first day, by that night I was freezing. So c...