Far away in the Arctic Circle, encased in ice and snow, lay two lovers entwined in a dying embrace.

An ice pick cracked this shell, shattering it into millions of shards.

A human face peered in, shouting to his colleagues that he had found something.


The man stepped inside the snowy cave, walking cautiously towards the two lovers.

In the dark, in the ice, Maya Fiasco’s eyes opened.

The End

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