The Third Installment of a Series

The water was merciless, clutching and snatching at the fabric of her clothes, weighing her down. The only light in the depths was that from the pure white snow that fell upon the ice in a haze; even daylight did not fracture the water’s shadows. The lack of oxygen caused her to inhale sharply and she immediately regretted it. The cold liquid filled her mouth and nose and drowned her lungs. One hand clawed at the ice futilely as she drifted like a feather through the molasses. She wished even more now that summer would come again and thaw her icy prison. Though, the numbed sensation of dying made her forget the cold which had previously caused her so much pain. The progressions of drowning under a thick layer of ice may have even created warmth against her struggles for life.

As her breathless body fell down to the floor of the lake, the blizzard howled even more fiercely, as if acknowledging her death, and covering it below a thick blanket of newly fallen snow.

(To be continued...)