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  • The sun was strong melting the snow!
    A perfect temperature enough to cause an avalanche!
    It was hot as the sun burned my skin.
    When you are on the tip of a high elevation you have to re-think before you ski down hill.
    I took the chance anyways and slid down without a purpose.
    From the corner of my eye I noticed someone sliding on the opposite side of another mountain, everything was white, and the sky was deep blue.
    Perhaps we were the only skiers at that moment.
    Sliding at the same speed from opposite sides we cross at some point; we then stop and stare!
    He gave me a feather and asked me to marry him! I held it carefully but... speechless, I broke in tears...
    My tears started to melt the snow beneath my feet...
    He was dressed up in a silver ski outfit with a white shirt beneath. The light was bouncing around and I could not see anything except his beautiful face, it was him, I am sure!
    Then he disappeared, and the feather just flew out of my weak hands...
    I continued my journey alone thinking of what just happened, though I did not look back, scared to break my heart again...
    I woke up then, and realized it was a dream, but I could not bother to go back and sleep to find the feather, neither my so-called angel.
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