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

They stopped complaining near the end.

They became calm, almost peaceful, and some even tried to remove their clothes because their dying brains told them they were burning.

I knew enough to be afraid when the shivering began to fade.

The dog pushed her body closer.

Her fur was wet, but a little warmth remained deep beneath it.

She placed her head across continue reading …