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Thank you! I was hoping others would add as well. But as promised, I will keep adding until someone else does too.
Here is another one I wrote, called 'The Cold Hill':
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In 1864, on an unnamed hill, a man fell down. He looked up to see the moon trying to hide behind dark clouds. It was so quiet that he could hear the dark red snow around him shifting and falling apart as it melted.
He thought of his grandmother reading the Bible. In moments, he’d find out the truth.
They found his frozen body the next morning. He was holding a letter addressed to his wife.
“Move along men,” said the captain. “I know this man to be a coward. Take his gun and let the animals have at him.”
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