Frozen Angel

Frozen Angel1

It wasn't the dark that bothered her so much as the cold. The snow flew in flurries around her, freezing the tips of her hair and eyelashes, creating crystals. It shouldn't be snowing this late in the year, but somehow it was. The cold had drained the color from her face, making her pale even against the harsh white of the snow. 2

She sat just under a window of a small house. There was nothing wholly remarkable about this house. It was barely bigger than an apartment, but stood on its own. A single light was lit, in one room. The room was also small, but had an amazing amount of stuff crammed into it. It seemed an office of some sort, with a single window. Just under the window, sitting in the snow, was a girl who didn't appear over the age of 17. 3

Her lips were turning blue and she was shivering, but she paid no mind. Her thin black coat offered little protection against the cold, but it let her blend into the shadows more. She knew that at any time she could go inside the house, but that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted someone to prove they cared about her, to come looking for her. By retreating back into the warmth of the small house, she would be giving up.4

Inside the office, there was a small couch in one corner, next to a medium sized bookcase. On the bookcase there was a miniature collection of books, ranging from medical journals to romance novels.  On the small couch in the corner, next to the bookcase, with a novel in hand, sat a boy. 5

He couldn't be older than 20, yet he had the worried look of someone far older than him. He was in fact waiting for the girl who sat beneath the window. He did not know she sat there, of course. He didn't realize she was outside, in the middle of a snowstorm, waiting for him. He didn't know where she could possibly be.6

All the while, the girl sat in a drift of snow that was slowly increasing in size. She looked near tears, but the small droplets of water froze even before leaving her eyes. The harsh cold turned her to stone, a frozen angel waiting behind whirls of snow.