# She Was Buried Beneath the Snow. He Was Buried Beneath the Truth.

at me, its sharp metallic sound cutting through the wind.

My hands had stopped feeling like hands, but I refused to leave her.

I put the link against the edge of the concrete, pulled with everything I had, and struck it again with the stone.

It was foolish and desperate, but it was all I had.

At last, the frozen metal shifted.

The loosened link opened just continue reading …