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The blizzard was in full force, myself and the other carol singers laboured on towards...who knew where!

The snow swirled in front and behind, blinding us all. God only knew where this storm had come from. We finally made it to a window of some sort. We all banged against it with our fists, calling for help as loud as our tired voices could muster. No one came to our aid.

The snow started to slow, then thin, then stopped altogether. It was at this point the giant hand picked our world up and shook the blizzard back to life.

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    Jim M over 8 years ago

    Great drabble, very engaging and a nice twist

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    Neville Hunt over 8 years ago

    Like it, Jonathan. Super ending.

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    D.M. over 8 years ago


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    Lorna Megenity over 8 years ago

    Brrr! I always like when a storm has an eye that passes through. It's interesting. Good story.

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    Jonathan Royan over 8 years ago

    Thank you all for your lovely comments. :-)

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