A beautiful person. He was so beautiful and had such elusiveeyes. You were asking yourself if was a ghost or angel?

You couldn’t tell. Was the cold getting into your lungs? Probably. The whiteness of the winter was mixing up with this men. He was white as snow. Till his hair. Skin, eyes and clothes.

You thought your blood would dirty his angelic appearance…in the moment you believed you were dying. But could only think about his white paper skin that didn’t look human

“How pretty…”