FOOTSTEPS IN THE SNOW November 18, 2019November 18, 2019Susanne Leist The brisk nip in the air, as we trudge in the snow. We feel an icy wind on our faces as it pummels our bodies. Someone else has done it. We follow the footsteps, a frozen trail in the snow. Share this:The Dead GameTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related