A young girl stood at the edge of a lake, transfixed.
The still water was covered in a thick blanket of fog, blocking any signs of life.
Motionless, a tear spilled onto her pale cheek. Her face set in stone, her jagged breaths punctures the eerie silence around her.
With her face set in stone, her jagged breaths punctured the eerie silence around her.
The single tear turned in many, pouring down her face like a waterfall, dripping onto her cotton frock, patching it with damp spots.
The girl turned, and took a step before turning back around to face the lake.
The corners of her mouth lifted ever so slightly upwards, as if she was trying to muster a smile that couldn’t be held back.
Facing back away from the lake, she walked briskly away.